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Solid As Stone

The only sound one hears is the slight breeze of grainy sand whipping across the desert floor... You kneel in the soft earth - but still...solid as stone you are... With time and space in your favor you stare and ponder... Laid behind is your once called home now lay in ruins... Full of color so bright and fierce... But now tattered and dull, hollow... What could have been? And what could follow? Shall you weep and wallow? Or shall you pull yourself up out of the depths? You kneel in the soft earth- but still...solid as stone you are... For the East Jesus Contest Meg Anderson 12-16-14

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Dr.Ram Mehta

Date: 1/3/2015 5:57:00 AM

Congrats on the the win with this fine take on the theme, meg

Meg Anderson
Date: 1/3/2015 9:20:00 AM

Thank you. The words just started to flow.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 1/2/2015 11:51:00 PM

Meg, Interesting topic, poem and win. CONGRATULATIONS!!! Goodnight ~LINDA~

Meg Anderson
Date: 1/3/2015 9:18:00 AM

Awe you too thanks!

Kayod5 Kayode

Date: 1/2/2015 10:57:00 AM

I have said it earlier that it is a year of winning,this great work has confirmed that, congrats Meg...huggs

Meg Anderson
Date: 1/2/2015 10:59:00 AM

Awe well thank you! I enjoyed writing this.

Jan Allison

Date: 1/2/2015 10:25:00 AM

brilliantly descriptive write Meg many congrats:-) Hugs jan xx

Meg Anderson
Date: 1/2/2015 10:28:00 AM

Awe thank you Jan!

Maurice Yvonne

Date: 1/1/2015 10:26:00 AM

Great write good luck in the contest.

Meg Anderson
Date: 1/1/2015 12:38:00 PM

Thank you. I was really was inspired by the photo that was presented to us to write about. Its interesting that when I wrote it, it has more meaning than I ever could imagine.

David Meade

Date: 12/17/2014 1:20:00 PM

the lethargic nature of grief and indecision is paralyzing but I see your poem calling for a paraclete . . . the spirit or helper to come next to them, lifting them . . . a new beginning of hope. Nicely done!

Meg Anderson
Date: 12/17/2014 3:28:00 PM

David, awe thank you. I was inspired by the photo provided for this contest. I felt an uplifting being portrayed.

Justin Bordner

Date: 12/17/2014 2:51:00 AM

The stark contrast of surfaces, the weight of fatigued pride supported by a supple body of larger life...the wise language of this poem forces one to examine the heart, to determine if their strength and purpose can survive the loss of safety and victory, to once more be bold and build greatness Megan. This poem has tremendous spiritual import. We must adjust or wither...this is a FAV...J.A.B.

Meg Anderson
Date: 12/17/2014 6:23:00 AM

Justin, well thank you very much! Your feedback is kind and encouraging. Your words are wise and enlightening. I was inspired by oneself to strive forward even in the midst of hardship in this write.

Justin Bordner
Date: 12/17/2014 2:53:00 AM

I'm enthralled by the vision and feeling of that great line..."You kneel in the soft earth, but still, solid as stone you are..." very powerful Megan...J.A.B.