Monday, October 17, 2011

The Gooseberry Garden…Poetry picnic week 9 – Longing, Loss, Loosing and Failure.



STONE COLD

“I am a rolling stone that gathers no moss”



I’d like to be a chip off
The mountain
That’s steadfast and strong
Standing tall with pride
Weathering storm, snow and ice
Magnificent with head held high.

I’d like to be a chip off
That rock on the hill
Sweltering in the Sun
Unmoving to the strong winds
Unaffected by the rains
Yet, cold at core.

I’d like to be that
Tree, firmly rooted
House to many species
Rejuvenating and regenerating
Never complaining
Standing on its own for years.

Once, a flower, tender
Sweet and innocent
Dancing in the winds
Spreading joy & fragrance
Your touch, transformed me &
Made me the stone I am.


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13 comments:

  1. MotifsOctober 17, 2011 at 9:45 PM

    That is what I want to be...you have in tears with this one Janu...I love it...from my heart.

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  2. AnonymousOctober 17, 2011 at 11:33 PM

    Touching. Unbelievably moving and beautiful. Love it, love it. Very nicely written. xx

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  3. BlogNosticsOctober 18, 2011 at 4:32 AM

    Janaki,

    Touching and moving : )

    Loved it

    Jessica

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  4. Maxwell Mead Williams Robinson BarryOctober 18, 2011 at 6:51 AM

    very profound.

    :)

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  5. JANUOctober 18, 2011 at 8:40 AM

    TheChronicR, BlogNostics, Morning....glad you all love it.

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  6. UnknownOctober 18, 2011 at 10:12 AM

    ..and made me the stone I am..
    love your choice of words! :)

    Read my post:
    After Midnight

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  7. JANUOctober 18, 2011 at 10:34 AM

    Thanks allyson jude...have been a bit busy, will come back to all your posts soon.

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  8. ShreyaOctober 18, 2011 at 10:45 AM

    Nice again :)

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  9. Tarang SinhaOctober 18, 2011 at 9:42 PM

    This is beautiful, especially the last paragraph:)

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  10. Priyadarshini JoyceOctober 19, 2011 at 7:29 AM

    beautiful!
    Depth!!

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  11. deepsOctober 19, 2011 at 2:40 PM

    Reminds me of a story I had read somewhere …it s about a piece of rock came crashing down a mountain and turned out to be a soft, smooth, beautiful pebble…
    This is nice post……

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  12. Anshul GautamOctober 20, 2011 at 4:52 PM

    i would like to be a chip of...
    Wonderful :)

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  13. Pat-Mather Brown Gordon-ceton October 22, 2011 at 12:31 AM

    love your blog.

    welcome join poets rally.

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