Stone

Made of stone.

Stone (November 2010)

I hammered my visage

On a slab of blank stone

With blood, sweat 

And broken bone.

A life time of work

Was finally complete,

As I fell upon my knees

And began to weep.

Tears streamed from my eyes

Down my cold face of stone

And I started to crumble

Scared and alone.

Reviews

[Lilly Negoi]

loneliness is not always the stone's fault, just as well as doesn't always birth it. but in the moments when these two elements get together it is indeed a painful sight - the crumbling of stone under the heaviness of tears...

[Lovely Lady]

Very rhythmic and sounds of old. I love your work.
~lovely

[TBird J.]

Oh this gives me chills, and conjures up the image of a mans soul seeping through through his skin and crawling into the stones!

[Lilly]

Wow - amazing poem.
the images here are great and the whole poem just resonates with the reader.
Beautiful work.

[Inkcognito]

Yikes!! The vivid imagery you carved with such brilliant skill brings an ouchee rawness and intense awareness of the masks of cold, hard stone that we wear in an attempt to hide our reality. Hiding the fact that we harbour a warm human heart... "Scared and alone"...
A magnificent, powerful, deep write - well done!

[Misty Blue Eyes]

WOW this is scary.. i love the poem alot though

[Shelly Braen]

Mmmm, I feel this one. I feel it deep, like cut to the bone. So lonely, so cold. The effort put in an eternity to simply taste a moment of the sun's warmth. This brought a tear to my eye. Beautiful. Simply beautiful. Like a Lycaenidae butterfly.

[OR]

Love it ! Brilliant work !

[Sugar Plum ♥]

I love this poem, I feel all sense in it...Wonderful, so sensitive!

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. brilliant ... absolutely brilliant ... and very, very poignant ...