Sonny Rainshine

Blue Water On Cloudless Days - Poem by Sonny Rainshine

A little boy found a blue rock
in the street.
He showed it to his mother
who believed it to be very valuable,
perhaps a sapphire.
Why, it is the color
of the lake where your father
used to take us before he died—
the lake on a cloudless day.
She placed the stone in her
jewelbox to have examined later.

One day the little boy stole the sapphire,
walked down to the jetty
on the lake,
let out a piercing wail
and hurled the stone
as far as he could.
The echo from the splash
punctured the peace
as the jewel-like ripples
dispersed and then sank.

Comments about Blue Water On Cloudless Days by Sonny Rainshine

  • (3/18/2007 6:16:00 PM)

    Sonny, a ten for this fine piece you
    have written here. The ending, neatly
    ties together, all the elements.
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  • (4/30/2006 10:01:00 AM)

    Very good, Sonny. The end brings closure to both his emotions.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 30, 2006

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 30, 2006

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