The fantasy of stony stuff
Is that it counts more real
Than anything that we can know
By feeling how we feel.
Text: I am linking the poem to dVerse Open Link Night hosted by Gayle.
Photos: I am linking the two photos, “Pebbles”, above, and “Stones”, below, to Frank Jansen’s Tuesday Photo Challenge with the theme “stones”.
Lovely!
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Thank you!
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Good work Frank 🙂
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Thank you, Ben!
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Oh my gosh, Frank! I don’t know why, but this put a lump in my throat. Love it.
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Thank you! I was trying to write something very short like a saying to enhance the photos.
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It’s very sweet 😊
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Yes Frank, this has real impact and yes again, I’m a crazy collector of stones too on all my travels. Perhaps you now helped me to understand why!
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Stones are fascinating, maybe hypnotizing. They can enhance our emotions or our emotions resonate with them. Thank you, Scott!
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I love how you tied the simplicity of a poem into the thought if headstones and sorrow.
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There is the headstone idea here. A stone substitutes for what once was memorializing it. Thank you, Björn!
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Lovely work Frank – it has a kind of Emily Dickinson feel to it too – it’s that third line – ‘than anything we can know…’
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The common meter and sense does remind me of what Emily Dickinson sometimes wrote. I was looking for something very short, but not a haiku, that could stand on its own like a quote or saying and cast a positive “spell” with its sound and sense that would go with the photos. Thank you, Peter!
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I can feel those stones on the soles of my feet! Great combo of words and picture!
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Thank you, Frank! I came upon all these stones by walking near them and sometimes right on them.
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The physicality of emotions …
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Yes, our emotions are as real as those stones if not more so. Thank you, Petru!
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Beautiful!
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Thank you!
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It reminds me of walking in the rocks. When i’m too lazy, I go to fetch the mail san shoes. When I hit the rocks, they feel for real, lol 😠
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They’re real. What they really are I’m not sure, but rocks and stones are pretty good names for them. Thank you, Walter!
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Ha that’s quite an interesting view…I never thought it that way…. wonderful!!
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Thank you, Sreeja! I wonder sometimes what is more real: a stone or our feelings. The stone does last longer, but I’d rather feel that feeling.
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Would that mean we are always stoned, Frank? (Lmao! I couldn’t help myself.) Made me think. I may join in at the photo prompts I checked out the site. We will see.
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That’s a good interpretation, Bekkie! I participate in three photo prompts at the moments: K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Prompt, trablogger’s Mondane Mondays and Frank Jansen’s Tuesday Photo Challenge and sometimes a few others. I figure what is a poem without a photo to go with it?
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You know how much I like picture prompts and when I have time I’ll join you at them. I can follow your links. I can’t bare to post a poem without one. Lol!
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This is fabulous. You can say so much more with fewer words, don’t you think?
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Thanks, Marley! I am trying to go for a minimal text for some of these photos, almost like a caption.
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Enjoyed this mosaic of poem and pictures!
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Thanks, Danik! The prompt drives the search for words and photos.
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So succinctly put!
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Thank you, Bev!
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I saw this poem this morning just as school was starting and it became my pocket poem, so to speak, for the whole day. Wore it smooth as a stone. Well written with fabulous pics! I’ve always wanted a stonework house; achieved it with paint instead.
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I am glad to hear this poem was with you through the day. Stonework houses with a thatch roof seem enchanting to me although I don’t know what they would be like to live in. Thank you, Jilly!
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Counts of Stones
Mechanical Cognition
Real Observable Empirical
Data
STiLL
Love is
written
in the stone
wHen pET Rocks GaiN heART..
for we the ones wHo Create Love
now no
matter
what
Love
Lives isReaL..
Holy GRail LovE TrainS oN..:)
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I agree we create love and “no
matter
what
Love
Lives isReaL” Thanks, Fred!
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Welcome.. Frank..
Enjoyed my visit
This week to
Your Place
Of Poetry
Life..:)
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Great photos of stones, and the words do them justice. I am kind of a rock lover.
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I like rocks, stones and crystals also. I’m glad you liked the photos and poem. Thank you, Susan!
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Yes indeed
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Thank you!
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kaykuala
That is a correct assertion Frank! Stony stuff is like that, hard-headed!
Hank
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Hard-headed is a good way to put it. Thanks, Hank!
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Brilliant, Frank.
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Thank you, Robbie!
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Oh, very nice, Frank.
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Thank you, Eugenia!
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There is something deep and lasting about stones Frank ~ Thanks for sharing your words and photos ~
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Yes, I agree. Thank you, Grace!
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I love your stones and the pictures of stones. When we were small my Nana (who wasn’t really my nana) used to take us to the riverbank to wash and scrub the stones…..it kept us occupied for hours and made such a wonderful mess.
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I can imagine the mess that made, but the water probably made those stones shine and and look beautiful. Thank you, Alison!
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Nice set of photos. And stones live on forever, almost.
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They live on for a long time. Thank you, Namy!
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❤️
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Thank you!
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I loved the poem even before seeing the photos, and then the pictures gave even deeper meaning.
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Thank you, Bryan! I am glad you like the poem without the photos. I was hoping it could stand alone as well as with them.
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I agree that your poem serves as a nice testament to the meaningful “weight” of stones. Beautiful photographs…you’re quite the photographer, Frank.
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Thank you, Gayle, and thanks for hosting. I am trying to learn more about photography. I am glad you liked the photos and poem.
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My pleasure to host, Frank. I think the more photos you take the better you can get at it.
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Beautiful shots. Love the pebbles. Remember lots of childhood holidays collecting pebbles and bringing them home to put in the garden. Love the shadows on the stones too ……..
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The shadows added a curved effect that I liked. It made the pile of stones interesting to me as well. Thank you, Judith!
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Your smooth poem drew me more to the smooth pebbles than the rough stones. Wonderful!
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The meter is intended to flow smoothly as spoken words. I just realized from your comment that that is similar to those smooth pebbles. Thank you, Alwi!
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I like the first picture with the beautiful round stones.
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Thank you! Yes, I like it as well. It is simple and there is that curved shadow that divides the photo into two unequal halves.
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I’m always amazed by pebbles and how they formed. They are so many variations of colors, blended colors, sizes and shapes. Are our feelings like all kinds of stones? Nice gallery and perfect poem!
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I like your idea of comparing our feelings to different kinds of stones. I am glad you enjoyed the photos and poem. Thank you, Miriam!
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Yes, Frank I’m thinking the smooth pebbles and sharp corners, rough stone, gemstone… Yes, well done on your photos and poem!
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Beautifully contoured pebbles. I always feel like taking one to serve as a paperweight on my table.
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I have a few small stones on my desk. I no longer remember where they came from, but I can see why I might have found them interesting. Thank you!
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