30 Wishes in Stone by Division 1
Imagine a wishing stone
Footsteps on a pebble road
The pitter patter of rain hitting the shingles of a house
A frozen marble, smooth and round with an icy top layer
Like a jelly bean with a mouth
Or an egg about to crack.
The clack of a pot hitting the table
like lightning bolts striking across the midnight sky.
My stone sounds like a metronome
Like a beautiful solar system with shooting stars and lots
of light.
Like a gorgeous circle around a delightful sun
Like a grey skull with a white golden strip that cascades
from the ear to the back of the neck, sparkling in the sunlight.
Or a night sky with lightning
Imagine a wishing stone
With pale grey speckles dotting the surface
Like the first snowfall on Christmas Eve
A map with many roads going in different directions
Like a gray and white snakehead
A wet dog that just came out of the lake.
A starry sky that has been captured in stone.
Imagine a wishing stone
Like a pink jelly bean
Or a racetrack
Like rumbling thunder over the mountains, far and distant,
yet crying out to be heard.
Like an old pop can covered in spider’s strings
A knock on an aluminum door
A planet in space with rings of dust and meteors circling it
A galaxy swirling
Shaped like an internal organ.
Imagine a wishing stone
that feels cold and smooth like ice on the brink of cracking
That sounds like wood being sawn in half
Like smooth petrified oak
Like someone hammering a nail
My stone looks like a warped helmet
Looks like it has a green glow
And smells like it has been dropped from a pelican’s veiny
feet
Into a salty, rough, waterfall.
Imagine our stones
Thirty wishes whispering in palms.
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