Thirty-One Stones

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

I'm turning 31 this weekend. Thought I'd put some words down to mark the occasion.

A weary soul carries a basket

Strapped to his back

In the weaver's hold rests a stone

For every year he has borrowed

And which in the end is owed

to the cult of nature

 

As heavy as each stone may be

How they buckle his knees

Bend his spine and sap his strength

The stones hold wisdom

Carved like truth in their faces

They tell of life's flourishing riches


Submitted: February 05, 2021

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LE. Berry

I absolutely love this piece Alexander...beautifully expressed.

Fri, February 5th, 2021 9:45pm

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Thanks! It's much appreciated.

Fri, February 5th, 2021 2:18pm

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