“Some heavy rocks you’ve got there.”
“Thanks, I’ve been growing them all my life.”
“Okay… growing rocks? Never heard of that.”
“No kidding? It’s all the rage. Ever heard of Stonehenge?”
“Everyone has… Wait, now that makes sense!”
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Maybe the rolling stone wasn’t that great after all
Only by finding a quiet, still place can you put down some roots
Soul-nourishing peace grounding away the pent-up anxious energy
Soaking in patience waiting for the right stone to come
Reaching down for a nice hefty stone
Old cloud gray in color, it was smooth and rounded
Caressing it fondly, he rejoined the mob
Knowing he was without sin, he threw first
Stabbing light slashed down from stone-gray clouds
The weather perfectly fit Patty’s mood as fat raindrops ravaged the arid soil
Outside nature threw one of her best temper tantrums
Reminding Patty of her last relationship when she finally broke it off
Men could be such whiners
So that was the moment he pulled out the engagement ring.
That caught her off guard. She wasn’t ready yet, but was that her doubt talking?
Only here was the large diamond breaking the light into rainbows in her face.
Now was when she had to make the big decision, not later. What should she do?
Eventually that became the bedrock of the rest of her life.
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Feeling ancient, well beyond his years
Oliver groaned, stretched, and popped a few vertebrae back in place
So many stairs to climb to get to his bed made him shake his head
So heavy limbs, like they were made of stone
It made him want to just lay down here for all of eternity
Laughing, he thought he now knew how the dinosaurs felt
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Softly the salty water plopped on the stone dry earth
While her pulse pounded in her own ears
Each step quickly followed by another
As she ran from the person she once was
Towards the person she wanted to be
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Everything in this tomb reeked of antiquity
Xenon lamp in hand, Rachel peered closer to the relief
Pomegranates punctuated with palm fronds trialed to a sarcophagus
Lovingly she thought about her fame and how she kept this whole thing to herself
Oblivious to a small vibration that sent dust falling from the ceiling
Rachel went to leave, but the tunnel back was now blocked by a ton of stone
Eventually someone would find her remains there as well
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