My Small Stones Poetry

Stone # 2

the meat falls from the drumstick

as it rises to his mouth

more than my food

is fed to him

at this table



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24 thoughts on “Stone # 2”

          1. He is isn’t he Gilly – sailor sons are so lovely. He just went home yesterday and I miss him already. 😦
            So – time to put a piccy up of your handsome lad isn’t it…so we can all ohhhhh and ahhhhhhh over him.


  1. Your son is quite handsome. Apples don’t fall far from the tree. I am enjoying your haiku-esque poems. Poems should be brief. They should crystalize language to the fewest words possible to convey a message, thought, idea… Thank you! You’ve been very busy.


  2. A very nice entry my great friend,
    and i trust that this is your son? πŸ™‚
    I can now see the concept of your
    stones a day challenge πŸ™‚

    Androgoth XXx


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