Rock Collector

Rock Collector

~Deana J. Tavares

She collects the rocks

Filling her pockets to the brim

Pants slide down

From the weight

That’s within

She collected enough

To build

Her very own wall

Though rocks without mortar

So easily fall

Through spaces in between

Water and light flooded in

Growing bountiful lands

Wallpapered thick

Moss and lichen

The tiniest inhabitants


Within caverns deep inside

Faint little voices

On which she can rely

The rock collector makes

Various stacks

Selecting as she goes

How many will she gather

Nobody knows


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