Stone - Poetry

In my time of loneliness, walking alongside the sea I felt a strange connection with a lonely little rock i picked up and held in my hand for a while.

This little poem came from remembering that moment and how i felt.

Stone

All the characteristics
Of a stone
Consists in me
Passed from one hand to
Another; wondering
The regular irregularity
Then boredom; thrown far
Waiting; rock hard and cold
For the next passenger
In thought; pick it up
As passes by

Pool water; blue and bright
Sparkle little delight
Peddle broken
Wear and tear little stone
Thrown in
Five laughs from stranger
As notice that stone
One dump thump lump sound
As sink down
Sending ineffective waves
For the very last time.