7 sleeps till the 1st August then the trip of a lifetime

Hello Coast Liners

I thought I would post a poem before leaving in the hope of urging you to post a short poem on the blog in my absence and I can read them when away. Taking computer

Remember the stone I gave you well this is what came from my stone.


Stone Country


Dream filled now
lost to deserted houses
but stones persist
each one carries a story.
Alone in the dust
lies a large rough stone
black with rage
it rolls its roughened tongue
towards the empty cave
yearns for the heat of fire.

Lost Childhood

Hop scotched chalked on the path
her turn next.
She plays alone,
throws the stone
hears footsteps.
He throws a stone
hands her a clinker chocolate
'just like your stone' he says.
She follows
holding the smoothness of chocolate.

Now meetings will continue as usual. And I am leaving next Friday 1 August and returning on 17 September. So I will be ready to hear your poetry in October and will miss meeting you for the two meetings. I do so enjoy our time together.

Happy Creativity

Poetically
Cecilia