Hour 22, Prompt 22 – A Convivial Stone

I tend to wonder 

At what things really are.

Once I asked a friend

What she thought cats were




With such expressive tails

And mollifying vibrations?

She rolled her eyes

And looked away.


I like to run my hands 

over the furniture

coddle plants 

and smooth over the rocks

as I encounter them

briefly asking if they have a story

that they’d like to share.

Sometimes a convivial stone

will propose an adventure.


We will go to the ocean’s edge

beaten by the salty air

and gaze out to a large rock formation.

In the middle, a doorway 

streaming with amber morning light

will open and the rock in my hand

will ask if I would like to meet its family.

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