a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Friday, April 24, 2015

Once Upon A Time

Far, far away
There was a rock
And there he laid

Alone he thought
And talked aloud
"I wish to be
Important somehow."

His fairy godmother heard him
(We all have them you know)
They know our deepest wishes
They're always sure to show

The fairy godmother
Waved her wand
To add a little sparkle
To the rock she sat upon

The rock shared his wishes
To make a  difference in the world
Fairy godmother said,
"You do!" as she whirled

"Do you not know
What great things you've done?
You were liquid, then a giant mass
Here for millions of years in the past"

"The animals have visited
to lay on you and warm
Many have sheltered beneath
And came to no harm"

The rock listens
But he didn't understand
The importance of his existence
On this spot of land

"What is so important
about being?" he asked.
"I want to make a different
I want to take life fast."

"Oh my dear rock, my friend
You haven't got a clue
Of the things you've given Earth
Of all the things you do!"

"The rains made you smaller
Parts of you become the land
The ice has broken you apart
So you could fit in a hand"

"Your carry your history within you
You once lived on an ocean's floor
You are full of history
And so very much more."

Then a child happened by,
Every one grew quiet
Cause if the world knew they talk
There would certainly be a riot.

"Oh, Mom, look!  It's a pretty rock."
He picked it up, held it with a squint
Saw fossils, sparkles and smiled
Into his pocket it went.

Fairy godmother whispered
Happily to the rock
"Now you know being loved
That's the best job for a rock."


Hannah said...

This is so perfect! I love your closing. I'm a deep lover of rocks so this spoke to me, Gail! Lovely work!

Sketching with Dogs said...

What a delightful poem - I have a whole new perspective on rocks now!
Lynne x

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love this. I wrote a poem about the spirit in a stone years ago, and had some of these same sentiments. I have always been a lover of rocks, so this poem really resonates with me.

Margaret said...

I really enjoyed this lovely story - again - another poem from this prompt today that I can imagine illustrated and published.

Sandra said...

I love love love love IT!!!! so you and what a really good story... this could be put in a childrens book with illustrations.

C-ingspots said...

From one rock lover to another, I love it!! :) And thank you Gail...

Anonymous said...

that's one happy rock...what a great poem

Lowcarb team member said...

What a lovely poem - I do enjoy visiting your blog.

Hope your weekend goes well.

All the best Jan

Gillena Cox said...

yeah yeah, i luv me a good fairy tale and your rhyming is perfect

much love...

Sanaa Rizvi said...

Oh this is delightful..! :D
Loved it!

Anonymous said...

I'm running out of superlatives today!!! Amazing! How on earth did you come up with this? And I'm so happy the rock finally got it in the end (well, he must have)... Delightful and stunning.

Rommy said...

Adorable! Sometimes rocks can be very stubborn and need lots of convincing. :D

Wsprsweetly Of Cottages said...

:) Have you ever had a "pet rock" Gail? :) What a sweet story. Everything is worthy, yes?

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Beautifully stellar - worthy of a comparison to Shel Silverstein, this was excellent.

Lynne said...

I am so happy I met you, know you, call you my friend . . .
This was "goose bumpy "wonderful!

It reminded me of Shel Silverstein's book The Giving Tree!

Gail said...

For those I have not replied to by email, thank you so very much.

Björn Rudberg said...

What an intriguing tale you have weaved with this rock.. wonderful.

Ian H said...

Very nice!

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

We all have our special place here, including rocks. Well done!

Country Gal said...

I am clapping here , bravo , bravo well done my friend I really enjoyed this ! Thanks for sharing , have a good weekend !

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Ahhh! What a satisfying poem!

Susie Clevenger said...

Love your ending...the best thing for anyone, anything is to be loved.

LindaG said...

What a wonderful job, Gail. Well done! ♥

Ella said...

Bravo, this was wonderful it had that Shel Silverstein quality!

I love it~

Jim said...

It's a nice take, Gail. Great minds? My heroine was also a fairy godmother. They are fun to write about.

Other Mary said...

This is really charming, Gail. I think my new favorite of yours. Well done!

Saucy Kodz said...

Truly delightful and charming......smiling as I read. Only a true collector could write something as brilliant as this. Exactly what us rock collector's feel. lol

Susan Anderson said...

As a fellow rock lover, you know this one speaks to me!


C.C. said...

A great poem on the importance of perspective. And I, too, am a lover of rocks :-)

Ida said...

You have a great way with words. This was fun to read.

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