Shawn L. Bird

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poem-blood and stone May 10, 2017

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:47 am
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They say

you can’t get blood from a stone,

but there you are

grinding

and bleeding from the effort.

There you are

releasing your hard heart

and weeping change.

Oh sure,

 

it hurts to be stoned

It’ll kill you, if the impact

hits the right place,

but a bloody stone

is only a reminder

of your strength.

Stones were once mountains

Worn by time and pressure

your mountain has become a stone,

and from your tight grip

drips

blood.

 

poem-stone September 2, 2014

I lean against stone

eyes closed

longing for what was

or what will be,

what was lost without

reason or rhyme.

I lean against stone

and in dreams,

see time.

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An Outlander themed poem

 

 
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