Short Pebbled Poems

delicate mermaids sculpted from pebbled beach
work of art which will be gone in days
bringing the beauty of the sky into onlooker's eyes
mystical magic, shows artistry and skill...

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cascading tides crash
       along ocean’s pebbled shore-
                     salt water abyss



Water Themed Haiku Poetry Contest
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Tania Kitchin
August 14, 2018...

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A fork in the road
One paved, one pebbled
Which way should I go?

A cane in one hand
And holes in both shoes

The one that is right
Less traveled
The one which is left
Only by fools...

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They could work no more,landing
on the pebbled shore,
a meal of grilled fish,ready there,
broken bread to share-
eaten at his feet
breakfast....so
Sweet !


Full story of this vignette @ John 21: 1-14...

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Along a pebbled path,
A panther pressed his paws,
Paying pure attention to,
The placement of his paws.
Pretending to be placid,
(pausing as to play),
The panther purred with pleasure,
As he pounced upon his prey....

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Stone pebbles crush beneath my sandals
Bare skin welcoming warm breezes
in the aftermath of a cold shameful bath
Washing crimson away and
my soul bit by bit  Honor is the excuse
given for bloodshed
River rock and coy drink in my horrors
bear now the burden that drives these feet
upon this pebbled road...

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walked along the pebbled shore
In my mind I saw a door

In my soul I heard a voice
In my heart I made a choice

I sat upon the burning sand
I took the offered,outstretched hand

We lit a fire and bar-b-qued
Enjoying fellowship and food

I returned along the pebbled shore
Complete,made whole,forever more...

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I walked along the pebbled shore
In my mind I saw a door

In my soul I heard a voice
In my heart I made a choice

I sat upon the burning sand
I took the offered,outstretched hand

We lit a fire and bar-b-qued
Enjoying fellowship and food

I returned along the pebbled shore
Complete,made whole,forever more

Full story @ Rev 3:20 & Jhn 21:9 -14...

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Oft, I wander
O'er pebbled ground
Wondering 
If all life I've found
Pebbles in color
of varied size
That surely 
make me realize
Mystery will remain
Man may differ
Yet be the same

Some are smooth
To welcome hand
Others, coarse 
As a stroll in sand
Far and curious 
Eye can see 
Pebbles 
Of humanity
Much as I strive
To find a clue
I must ask

Which are you?...

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My dear, it's time to say goodbye
forget the memories and the sighs
This love has turned to pebbled sand
if this heart can't hold you, no one can
Love was free, there was no cost
No icy stares, no winter's frost
This friend you have, this emptiness
Will leave you cold, with loneliness
So goodbye to you and your guest


contest..I'm Breaking Up With You
sponsor PD
6/14/14...

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I am nearing the endless night and my body
reminds me of it’s torture in a daily vigil
toward reprimand 
My adoration of you my love has passed
from heated loins on pillows
to passionate words on parchment
My son the weapons of war
are now wielded in words
I am old yes a gift that I did not deserve
but a treasure I shall take with me
to the next horizon
upon this pebbled road...

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He's dead and gone 
In vain I look for comfort 
Despondent, walking along the beach 
The waves sweeping onto the pebbled shore 
The drifting shale 
The sands of time 
The mortal affliction of life and death 
Cruel fate has struck its final blow, 
He's dead and gone 
In vain I look for comfort. 


            W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2019.

             24/8/19...

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She is whipping winds.

Salt,
washing over my hair, eyes, skin.
Numbingly cold waters,
as if just unfrozen,
spilling into, refreshing
the Bay.

She hosts,

An eroded map
Of webbed and pebbled paths.
Barnacle scattered
grit.
Rolling fields of green low tides.
A fisherman’s daydream.
A meeting
Of core and sun.

She is
an awakening,
a renewal,

a provocation of adventure....

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Amid the grace of quiet stones,
a stroll down pebbled path.
There within a forgotten time,
behind an iron latch.

Stands now in aged seclusion,
of monuments to grief.
A countenance in marble cast,
beautiful Angel in soft relief.

Heavenly comfort emanates,
a coronal healing swath.
Winged guardian to souls now passed,
sempiternal keepers of the watch.



For the contest:  Angel
Sponsored by SKAT aces-...

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E ach pebbled path awaits the fall mum without momentum
L anguishing until the fall of foot brings them a pace.
A ll static objects seek the joy, the soulful strum 
T hat gives to some and uncommon sense of face
I dling not within the static shell, the unnoticed place.
O nly movement brings the eye, the heart to hold, the rise
N o stone unrolled can bring an accolade to such as I.



* End rhyme pattern of rhyme royal...

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there is a pond where the water lillies grow
and children weep for their youth,
the silent forces that make the moth
to pebbled thought entombed
in the shifting light of its bed,
and Nowhere is a feeling.

Remember the morning of the bird,
the obscured pane,
where nature died at once, and slowly
even kisses were sharp and revealed
some secret like a moth-wing in a book.

It is here you recall the thing everyone knows,
or pretends to know....

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A breeze that once lay cool in morn,
is face of death as dark was born.
On pebbled beach and under guise,
from sea to shore destroyed broad wise.

Great sullen wind awoke this night
and made old oak tree tremble fright.
Though might in years, he stood and shook
for death wind sought and life it took.

In churches huddled in the mass
we prayed the Lord would let it pass
and so He did and had it done
so weathered storms would see the sun....

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at the edge 

                   of the grassy lawn

                               frothy wavelets eagerly lap

                                        at the moist sand 

                     where glistening pebbles

        cast boulders'  black shadows

                     in the late afternoon amber sun,

                                pleasing sound, sighing sight

                                            for the soul's deepest delight !...

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It seems as if
in another life,
I walked these pebbled 
tracks, away from the dusk,
away from false confines,
traveling down the spectrum
of a dim rainbow that waits--
longingly
within the distance.
I balanced myself upon the 
rails - leaning right, jerking left--
keeping a friendship with the wind.
I flew. Flew above
the fears of others, above...
but not away, and then I settled
to earth - falling off the
narrowness of the rail--
the slimness of life....

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I'll weave my thoughts into dreams of glory.
Just maybe I'll inspire with my story.

This journey long on a pebbled road.
Still the view makes light this uphill load.

Now I see skies of azure blue.
Plenty of beauty to see me through.

Come with me and promenade.
Step out from the gloomy shade.

We shall skip to a brand new beat.
No desolation or defeat.

Fingers of joy cascade from above.
A marvelous dance of genuine love!



written February 7th,2015...

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                    When i sit and watch you sleep,you look so tired and worn
                    you are rushing about,to sort things out,over things that`s torn

                    I wish i could take the weight off you and wave a magic wand
                    to make things run as smoothly as a pebbled tossed  in a pond

                   The ripples expanding so smoothly,that is what i want ,Skin
                   so that you can rest at ease and have peace within x...

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Snap crack the hard
Pebbled acorns ricochet
As if thrown by invisible 
Hands of nature’s forces 
Some fall straight 
Others propel with 
Unjust uncertainty and
Deliverance passerby 
Pegged and peppered 
Squirrels intent on 
Getting their winter
Food source fulfilled 
Scurry around burying 
The acorns in 
Potted plants, piles of
Leaves or any such
Hiding spot 
I often wander how
They remember where
Each and every 
Hidey hole is?
Such is wildlife 
Trials and tribulations 
...

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