Stones, Thrown

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Sometimes there just aren’t enough
words
….witnesses
stones,
………..songs.

We long
for unshattered
silence; abandon
our slingshots, glass
houses, un
-cast lots. We toss
our hats in
too far and scar
our own skin
with a burning
desire for
significance,
truth
……………proof.

 

 

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Prompted by OctPoWriMo day 2, and inspired by a scene from Forrest Gump.
 

 

 

 

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12 Responses to Stones, Thrown

  1. graciesbnana says:

    Love the “poof!” Nicely done!

  2. Janet says:

    Spectacular, as always. Because I’m one of the lucky ones that gets your writing in my in-box I am constantly in awe of your gift!

  3. Plum says:

    “We long
    for … a/band/on”

    YES!

  4. Miss Stacy says:

    the search for proof…something tangible so that we know we (or something else) ever existed at all.
    i can understand that plight.

  5. Grace Black says:

    Yay! I’m so glad to find you here, Dee! This is expertly woven in your classic style. You’re poems always contain significance. Lovely!

  6. I love how you wove your images. So close to the sounds of words that I couldn’t tell them apart from each other

  7. Justice is so hard to find and it is so easy to get self-righteous. And life can get so difficult.

  8. Wisdom in your words, so well expressed. Great write.

  9. Bastet says:

    I like the form of this poem and how the words weave to and fro creating a moving image … a hard topic to write on … but you handled it beautifully.

  10. Great play here.. proofs are too hard to get.. and slingshots are never the best way in glass houses.

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