Echoes

 /   /  By Emma Birches
Stone Soup Magazine
July/August 2005

By Alyssa Fowers

slate
the word itself
is harsh
final
the sound
of rock-on-rock
metal-on-metal
an avalanche’s
moaning shriek.

but the stone itself
breathes.
lives.
shadows play
under its skin
the echoes resting
on its surface

palest blue
frailest pink
a whisper
a murmur
a pinch of cloud
twining about
muted rainbows
a breath of sunset
rising
amid a silver sky

Echoes Alyssa Fowers

Alyssa Fowers, 13
Pinecrest, Florida

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