Frozen in Stone


Harpist’s glide their fingertips
light, across the strings
touch a thousand cords
and touch but one, in me.
The purest sound of
Heaven’s tender sighs
I listen, mesmerised.

Even now,

I weep for you
for me,
in trickles that fall
from those pools in my eyes.


the sad moments
the best moments
those perfect moments


If forever was frozen in stone
love could still leave a stain
that history would never
wash away.


© Daydreamer Too *All rights reserved

Shared with Poets United Thursday Think Tank #56 (Promt, Reading)
And Thursday Poets Rally week #48 (When it opens)

The pic is of something that’s always intrigued me. The Rosetta Stone.
Three ancient languages all on that one tablet. Amazing!
The top section contains ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs, the middle portion, Demotic
(a lower class, everyday Egyptian script) and the lowest portion is Ancient Greek.
Because it presents essentially the same text in all three scripts
(with some differences between them), it provided the key to the modern understanding of Egyptian hieroglyphs.
Always loved his(her)story

The prose is a mix of thoughts of how stone contains a ‘history’ all of its own, with or without writing on it and, what stories it could tell if it could speak but also, that (Unlike paperback books) something written in stone is very hard to erase even through millennia.

*Still working my way around this new settings. It seems to free spam checker was telling people that a one word comment wasn’t long enough *Rolls eyes* So, I got rid of it and went over to akismet to check for spam again. Hope it didn’t put anyone off from leaving any comments.



Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

12 thoughts on “Frozen in Stone”

  1. “The purest sound of
    Heaven’s tender sighs”

    beautiful! amazing poem with an absolutely stunning ending! especially ~

    “If forever was frozen in stone”

  2. I like the poem, but what really grabbed me was the note at the end… I hope that’s not offensive or considered some kind of rude criticism, since that is not my intention. I loved how you described the Rosetta and feel really inspired now! *running back to capture inspiration in words* Thank you!

  3. Have always believed that stones hold stories, ancient and filled with wisdom. Hold one in your hand and as it warms, the story may unfold. And also love your process notes. I’m another history buff,


  4. I’m so pleased you stopped by my page. I’m from Belfast, now living on the opposite coast to you and have also always wanted to be a writer. It’s very nice to meet you…:)

    Your soft and sensuous poem is a delight, and the last stanza is just stunning. I was fortunate enough to see the Rosetta Stone in the Egyptian Museum of Antiquities when in Cairo a few years ago. It is even more intriguing when seen up close…

  5. I have to agree with Laurie…very dreamy words.

    Interesting information about the stone.

    Thanks for sharing & for commenting at my blog.

  6. Your words are dreamy and inspirational… as mysterious as the stone itself. I love this!

    By the way did you know there’s a petition going around that you can sign called Caylee’s Law? I added the link to the bottom of my carousel poem.

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