The Pretty Rock

 

I was walking

And I fell

And as I fell

I saw a rock

A pretty rock

SCREAMING toward my face

It was kind of blue

Swirled

With dark green

Making a turquoise color

Pop out

It glittered in the sun

As if a diamond encased it

The rock was half the size of my hand

Rounded, like an egg

Or a miniature world

I even saw the people standing

Waving to me from the world

And the boats which sailed

Around the pretty rock

But that was just my mind

Playing tricks on me...

Again!

This rock, stone, pebble,

Whatever you call it,

Piece of earth

Looked comfortable at home,

Surrounded by its siblings

Smaller blue stones

Tiny green pebbles

Shards of charcoal dust and dirt

Perfectly framing the swimming colors

Speckled with silver and jewels

As a background

Trying to kiss me

And **THUDOUCH!**

The red

Swirled in with the

Turquoise

And the pretty rock

Didn't look pretty

Anymore . . .

It was beautiful!