Pebble~

He found me

dreaming at the edge of a stream

of

consciousness

hollow

with gleaming little fish  kissing my indents

and sleeping in my shade

 

He lifted me

into his palm

put me in his pocket

with little thought

took me home

to sit beside the butterfly

pinned

to a velvet screen

touched by moonlight

through the window

where a lunar moth

looking in through the glass

fell in love with a luminescent pebble

 

In the morning

he put me back

in his pocket

hopped

on the streetcar

turning me over and over

between his fingertips

 

He forgot me there

a little girl found me there

took me home

to feed me to a pond

where a koi fish

would spend many hours

pulling me into his mouth

and spitting me back out

until one day

I was an idea

caught in his throat

and belly up

he kissed the sun with scales

exhaled me through his gills

between the dancing toes

of a heron

who gave me a silver glance

and whispered;

"Fate is a b***h, ain't it?"

I had to agree

and rolled on my back

 

 

 

 

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Reviews

[JelliFyshKissUs]

That pebble went through the most majestic sorrow and misfortune ever. I feel that many of us are pebbles in someone's world. But we are also priceless pearls in others', sat upon mantles or hung on golden chains to dwell in the bosom of their soul. And that is definitely what you and your writings are to me--precious, lustrous pearls I press against my heart.

[.]

This is so fine. Urban, pastoral, and idyllic all at the same time.
You're a poetic fable-maker ;)

"I was an idea
caught in his throat" -the phrase of the day.

[Aven]

"He found me
dreaming at the edge of a stream
of
consciousness"

here is a pebble of wisdom to be found. :)

[No use.]

this is going in my favorites.
the raw realism !!

[Cafe Reader]

It's pretty cool how you can make even a pebble come alive like this! The ending is a charm!

[luciddreamer]

Oh yes, "Fate is a b***h"...wonderful story :)
Peace
Robin

[Robin]

reflecting upon your Koi pond and the glint of pebbles

[Ed Hart]

everyone loves selene, the good witch, who juggles sharp-edged words to entertain the children, and old guys

[Maurice]

"Fate is a b***h, ain't it?"

Truer words were never spoken.

Loved this one.

[Kerry O'Connor]

I love the flow of this poem, and all the lovely surreal images that transport the pebble to its destiny.

[David W Moore III]

Such a complicated journey. And with such loss of control. The imagery of course is dreamlike. Fantastic as always (well, there was that one time... No just kidding, always)