Church Rock Poem by Jacqui Thewless

Church Rock

Rating: 5.0


She wants to know
what is so special
about this beach –
been here a hundred times before
under a hundred skies unnoticed
arched across that rock
that is the only constant
in a hundred seas –

today
the sea is luminous;
a string of single purple clouds
forms a bruised line across the blue –
I say: it’s just a rock, out there:
it doesn’t have to mean the same to you.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mackenzie Keane 05 October 2010

very true, and very well done. good job X)

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Gone Away 05 October 2010

We all need a rock sometimes! I enjoyed this thank you.

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