My Songs-Carol Grimes © A Stone – written whilst living in Camden London
A soundscape & a Poem called – a stone – Carol Grimes Mark Hewins
I am a stone a stone a frozen stone.
A watching careful stone.
I am a stone a hard stone seeing-hearing stone
I am deep inside the stone.
I am impenetrable- you cannot reach me.
I am cold- you will not want me.
I am distant-silent inside the stone.
I am as hard as the ground on a winters morning.
Drop me. I do not crack-my back does not snap.
No shadow is cast by the stone.
I am invisible.
Kick this stone it will make no sound.
Ice in the heart of the stone.
Rage at this stone – it will give no reaction.
No feelings in the heart of a stone.
A stone cannot bruise, a stone cannot sob – a stone will never be hurt.
Drop a stone in the deepest of seas,
and only a ripple – only a splash-
as it sinks to the bottom of the world-
and rests alone-unseen & unnecessary.
The stone a frozen stone – a watchful careful silent stone.