November 27, 2007

Stone Haiku

Each stone on the beach
awaits the moment
when it, too, will soar.


(Day #27 of NaBloPoMo.
Thanks to the women of One Deep Breath
for their continuing inspiration.)

10 comments:

Crafty Green Poet said...

excellent, so true of us all too

jblack designs said...

Very nice. It caught me by surprise, actually. I read it, moved on, then thought, "Wait ... what did that say?" and came back.

Lovely image, both textually and visually.

jb

Jenn said...

That's a nice thought. I alway wondered if the rocks were bumming that they worked so hard to get to the beach and then got pitched back in.

qualcosa di bello said...

that photo is priceless! & your words hold a world of wisdom...

Lillithmother said...

Shelley, I have often thought about the possible freedom a rock must feel when it's tossed back into it's wet womb. That or the fact that it's going to take decades for it to return to it's dry land! This is great...

peace and shakin' the tree,
Lil

tumblewords said...

Oh, so true! Nicely done and cool photo!

Sandy Carlson said...

I like this idea very much.

Mine's up at Writing in Faith: Poems

LittleWing said...

this is absolutely awesome...

Ackworth Born said...

rather than just tossing them back, why not teach the lad how to skim stones.

Barone said...

Thanks for sharing your thoughtful and inspiring haiku...jodi barone