This is my first time posting small stone poems for the January Challenge, so here they are: *pours out my pocket full of small stones into your hands*
1.1.11
large bubbles rising
in the cats’ water bowl
the last one lingers and snaps
like yesterday
1.2.11
These are my hands.
On my pinky,
A red dot where skin heals.
With these hands,
I remember my tiny miracles.
These are my hands.
On my pinky,
A red dot where skin heals.
With these hands,
I remember my tiny miracles.
1.3.11
over a cup of tea and coffee
my mom and i speak of beginnings
how fear curled up in the womb
and the way it slowly leaves
Blush of Dawn 
These stones soshiny and truefill my bowl withsilent beauty.
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these are beautiful!happy new year!
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Happy New Year to you, too! Thanks for stopping by.
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Oh my goodness! I really like these.The line \”and snaps like yesterday\” is magnificent!
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Aw… So beautiful! I love the third one… made think of my mother (now in heaven) Happy New Year!Doris
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