Image by Glenn Buttkus
Pocket Riders
A moss agate worry stone,
a green rough cut crystal
from Sodona, and two tiny
sea shells from Florida lie
in a beauteous pile on
the oaken corner of my
downstairs desk, and one
at a time, or sometimes in pairs
they jump into my jeans,
hitching a ride, joining me joyfully
on one of my daily adventures.
Glenn Buttkus
June 2011
Listed as #35 over on Magpie Tales 35
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14 comments:
Ah. We are kindred spirits, my friend. Beautiful poem. x
My problem is when the pocket riders overwhelm my belt. It's not a pretty sight!
Keep the poetry coming.
Paul
pocket totems - very cool... love Sedona, visit there with the wife from time to time, she has been an invited artist exhibiting in their October Art Festival -- we have red rocks we've brought back from that enchanted valley...
Such a lovely poem, I love that green stone. What a nice image of the seashells on tour
Aww... how fun!
Pocket riders...never thought of them in that way. Love it!
I absolutely love this Glenn.
This poem inspired my Magpie prompt this week, Glenn. But you already knew that. x
What a sweet poem and a nice idea.
I loved this-- check mine out-- I love your playfulness, the fact that you let yourself write freely. xxxj
Beautiful image my favorite is the crystal. This is a charming cute poem =)
Solid piece.
Thi is lovely, friends in your pocket hitching a ride.
Anna :o]
Dear Glenn: Definitely love your cadence patina and textural comforting relief. Yes we are kindred spirits as my balcony can attest to these pocketed things find a home and occasionally are "joining me joyfully" on the journey to wherever.
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