Friday, December 30, 2011

stone eye


i went to the sea
in search of my father
and came
to this place
where a single stone eye
stared skyward
through all the small details
of coloured pebbles
and meltwater



9 comments:

Elisabeth said...

Haunting, Steven, with the strange qualities of a sort of cyclops.

the cuby poet said...

Love it - such an imaginative idea.

steven said...

i love eyes elisabeth. they hold me more than any other part of a person's body. steven

steven said...

thankyou cuby poet. i'll pass on your comment to the golden fish writing team at our morning meeting!!! steven

Reya Mellicker said...

The ancestors are very close right now. Indeed

steven said...

thanks for the heads up reya!!!! steven

Valerianna said...

I like Elizabeth's word, haunting.

R. Burnett Baker said...

Well, interesting. :) You know, before I embiggened the photo it looked like a rusting, melting cell phone that had been lost to the elements.... Go figure!

The Poetry Palace said...

love your header, amazing blog.