Pete Crowther

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On Holding A Granite Pebble Found On The Beach - Poem by Pete Crowther

How many tides
have rolled it round,
this stone I hold
warm in my hand?

Rose-pink and grey
it is, you’d say,
the sky at dawn,
or held this way,
the silver glitter
of sun on water.

Sea-washed and smooth
it seems to breathe,
familiar there
like an old friend,
or a father’s warm palm
to the hand of a child.

Comments about On Holding A Granite Pebble Found On The Beach by Pete Crowther

  • (2/10/2006 3:22:00 PM)

    A beautiful ode to a beautiful pebble.Animistically Yours, Susie. (Report) Reply

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  • (5/31/2005 7:24:00 PM)

    This is so nostalgic for me, for I like nothing better than to pick up stones or shells by the water just to see the colors and smell where they have been. Beautiful.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 25, 2004

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