Poseidon's Bones Poem by soren Barrett

Meerschaum, color of bone, hard as stone
Floats on water as a foam
Soft when wet, when dry set

When smoked turns red, yellow, brown colors bled
Absorbed in this fragile home
Fixed to a pipe of brier, will not heat in a fire

Often stored on the end of a gourd
Carved incense burner bright
Fragrant smells its tale tells

Polished, sanded much demanded
Companion day and night
Floating stone, chip of sea bone