Written In Stone

Poem By Lee Ann Schaffer

I did not scrawl my words on the strand
Knowing the shifting nature of sand.

Not even the bark of a hardwood tree
Could offer enough permanence to me.

I wrote them in stone with deep, deliberate line,
Hard carved, wide gouges the fixed rock would confine.

Waters descended on my solid foundation;
The might of my faith only had gemination.

Not just pride, but hubris, foolishness, absurd folly
To think my faith was as unsinkable as Molly.

The incessant downpour came, endless, relentless.
The lines of the letters, they narrowed and regressed.

The stone smooth and blank, my words not an emblem,
I long still refused to forget them.

The deluge endured, my words weren't enough;
Before it dried, the words' sources were snuffed.

Now the blank boulder's staring at me;
Am I now stranded or finally free?

Comments about Written In Stone

This poem is great. I loved how you had two lines for each phrase and each rymed. I love it when they ryme. Umm what does the word permanence mean. I'm just like a kid huh. Robert


Rating Card

4,9 out of 5
4 total ratings

Other poems of SCHAFFER

Mean Mistress Moon

My head had howled
With the words whirling
Through it that night
As we sailed swiftly

Spider's Song

Within a small spider's dream
Are we what to us we seem?
Do we really matter much?
Are we gods he longs to touch?

A Teacher's Prayer For The Lost Children

The child who hides behind laughter
The child who reaches out with tears
The child who no one looks after
Who runs away when someone nears

Growth, Overgrowth, Undergrowth

</>A vine grew up around me.
It sounds fantastical, I know, but
It's true.
At first I liked it:

Black Ink

I take my pen
And outline each of the stains
My tears left on the paper

Craving Amnesia

I wish I couldn’t remember

The resonance of your voice,
Your silly laugh,