Maud Monday #32 / Maud Poetry #5

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Let's do some more poetry today! I think I'll just type one big one. Sound good?

Well, you don't get a say, so let's get into it anyhow. c':

(Jk I love you 💖)

Stone of Mirth

You are as grey as a rock,
kin to a single family,
blank as the clouds, and
shaded like a tree.

You are as solid as a rock,
grounded like a castle,
a castle made of rock,
a mountain made of basalt.

You are as plain as a rock,
simple traits and no others,
a neat portion of a grid,
a canvas without colours.

You are as great as a rock
with sizes so variant,
and so adorable so that
you blot the contrarian.


A rock is so special,
though it may seem indistinct,
because it shines brighter

than any light in our precinct.

A rock is a gem,
literally at that,
for it serves the most purpose
while staying intact.

A rock is perfect
and flawed all the same,
for it may scratch and shatter
but it always remains.

A rock is a rock,
that you cannot deny.
Rocks all surround us
from the core to the sky.

Hope you enjoyed that poem!