As pebbles are thrown
into the lonesome pond
laughter splashes out
And smiles run and glide
with ripples of liveliness.
reality of pressure
heat vs cold
space is a collection of pebbles
On the shoreline
I throw pebbles,
skimming them on
years this love will last.
The one for you didn't even
make it to one.
Sinking beneath a falling wave.
I walked atop the cliff top,
you smiled and asked...
"Did I sink or swim,
I replied, "can a bird fly without feathers?
It seemed like an eternity you flew,
but you had no feathers.
I cried, as I put the note on the
barbed wire fence...
She never knew how much I loved her,
but devotion is a fleeting moment..
And she sank faster than any rock
falling in the ocean.
And believe me I'd thrown a fair share of pebbles.
Thoughts are merely pebbles
Being gently washed by a passing stream.
You are the stream.
Thoughts are merely pebbles on a beach
Being gently rounded by crashing waves.
You are the waves.
Thoughts are merely pebbles in the sand.
Being gently worn away by the passing wind.
You are the wind
My words escape on.
Words are merely thoughts
Being gently read by a passing eye.
Yours are the eyes
That can read my thoughts.
Originally, this was a 3 line Haiku or Faux-ku.
But each time I read the first 3 lines to an audience, someone would always ask me to read it again so that they could hear the idea a second time. So I decided to repeat and expand upon the initial 3 lines.
Read the first 3 lines by themselves and if it doesn't make sense, keep reading.
this blue light has grey shadows
you're blue with grey
climbing down and settling with the pebbles and shards of bone
I take the paper from the walls and make stars
pebbles do tumble
I don't need your pebbles baby,
I got stardust in my mouth.
I'm gonna write a whole poem on it very soon
like a picnic on pebbles
you held me close
and told me to remember this moment forever
like a picnic on pebbles,
the rocks left red marks on hands and legs
but i didn't care
because picnics on pebbles meant you and me
like the last picnic on pebbles,
i planned everything out
for you to appear
on our palace of stones
and you never did
and stone by stone
our palace fell apart
like last week
i saw our kingdom
except there was a new queen
i had no power over the picnics on pebbles
like picnics on pebbles
i brushed off the redmarks
and built a new palace
where i was queen
maybe you can fall down on the street
just because of the pebbles
but you can stand again
then jump, or find another street
into an dream
his arms hold me
his body enters me
gentle he is over
he kisses me