Rock
“If it weren’t…rock…river would have no song.”
Carl Perkins
Pebbles smoothed by time
live, moving on down. Clatter
as songs in the creeks.
Never friendless, always home
to their own beating rhythm.
Teaching how to be
reduced by gentle friction
every time their touched.
Even the stones have a sound,
sueded by that blue rolling.
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“sueded by that blue rolling.” — I see what you did there! Love how two of your passions come together. Even the stones have a sound.
I love that last line too!
Ditto!
I love that pebbles clatter as “songs in the creek.”
So soothing!
This poem sings, Coleman!!
“Never friendless, always home
to their own beating rhythm.”
Beautiful work!
I was going to say this!
It recalls folk rock classics from the 60s (my very favorites).
So good, man!
I love every line in this poem! Gorgeous write!
I’ll think of this poem every time I hold one of those smooth pebbles. And when I’m next to a running stream, I’ll listen for their clatter. I love the way the metaphor hits gently
Love how you get those rocks to roll in this poem, Coleman!
Thanks everybody this one was
a lot of fun.
Sorry for the bobble in the bass line.
As Carl says ” their they’re, we’ll fix it in the mix”
Chillingly beautiful, Coleman. I can hear the song.
Not to replace the rock but Carl Perkins steals the scene. That said, this pens truly rocks and rolls. The last line is gorgeous.
love the sounds in “Clatter/as songs in the creeks.”
and wowsers: sueded by that blue rolling.
Delicious, Coleman. Love the content in this. Love the music of it even more.
Well, you are giving The Stones (and Elvis?) a musical run for the money! A quietly elegant poem. I found myself leaning forward to listen.
🙂 I just used lean forward in my poem for tomorrow 🙂 thanks 😊
Wonderful epigraph. This poem–so filled with sound and song! I enjoyed the read, the experience.
Love this. That last line took my breath away.
Gorgeous and meditative piece. I love “Clatter
as songs in the creeks./Never friendless, always home/to their own beating rhythm.” Yes yes yes.