ROCK AND BONE

Beautiful picture, thanks and peace, O)

Thank you, O, for reading and commenting.

Dear J,

The meter of this poem belies the seriousness of the subject. I had to read it twice before it shook loose what I was actually reading. Ironic how the very thing that caused a problem can offer comfort. Nature is a funny thing. I really liked this write for its colloquialism and how it made me think afterward. Well done. H🌷

Thank you, Honoria, for reading my poem and for your thoughtful comment.
I hear the poetry in certain dialects but I don't know if other people do, at least when I try to write in it. It may just be a distraction  -- harder to read and easier to dismiss as just bad grammar. It feels natural to me to write like that though I don't speak it naturally.
So thank you for pushing through this one and commenting.

Wonderful story telling. I love the voice you've portrayed here. Bravo!
❤k

Thank you so much, k.
There is some innocence in the voice that touches me.
Maybe you felt that, too.
Anyway, I'm so glad you enjoyed it.
J.

There is so much here. Life can be so difficult; it definitely can break you sometimes but do the bones not mend stronger? while searching for a way to sooth the bites. And it is so easy for others not to understand... And still we always find those stones, we need them, to feel like we are alive until the stretcher comes...

I like that interpretation.
Let us hope we all come out of these difficult times made stronger by the experience.
Thanks so much for reading and commenting.
J. .