Monday, 31 October 2011

While anxieties and thoughts
Tumble and twist like acrobats
The brown bird on my balcony
Sits waiting


mr oCean
The Electric oCean

Sunday, 30 October 2011


A flock
of blackbirds
beat about
in a gale.
the empty
of a skull
watch us


Howie Good
Apocalypse Mambo

Saturday, 29 October 2011

Friday, 28 October 2011

Thursday, 27 October 2011

New baby sleeping on my chest
wrapped like a burrito
in a blanket of pink and green circles


Candyce Carden-Deal

Wednesday, 26 October 2011

The small boy tells me he wants to be a cat when he grows up. We miaow at each other for the next hour.


Ruth Stacey
mermaids drown

Tuesday, 25 October 2011

Map: from heart to head only one straight route
but hundreds of leaf-darkened dirt roads and
underground passageways dripping and slippery.


Gregory Luce
Enchilada's Salon

Monday, 24 October 2011


Like a priest in a stuffy church-
the lawn sprinkler dispenses sparse blessings
upon the parched grass.


Teri H Hoover
a small stone gathering

Sunday, 23 October 2011


All that’s left to glow
of the cardinal

that my across-the-street
neighbor’s cat killed


Howie Good
Apocalypse Mambo

Saturday, 22 October 2011

Still watching my step for a tail that sits as ashes on my dresser.


Jessica Negron

Friday, 21 October 2011

the evening still hot -
fullness of a moon
on my walk home


gillena cox
Lunch Break

Thursday, 20 October 2011

Melts Away

when will I ever learn
love, delicate and new
like snow melts away


Melanie Bishop

Wednesday, 19 October 2011

the planted garden done for the season, only wildflowers persist


Scott Owens

Tuesday, 18 October 2011

It is a hot day, dry as an old bone,
and suddenly
I want to be swimming,
my shoulders covered in cool water,
my hair solid and dark.


Kathleen Brewin Lewis

Monday, 17 October 2011

Waikiki beach—
arrival of tourists
in high heels


Christine L. Villa
Blossom Rain

Sunday, 16 October 2011

the baby
on her mother's bare back
learns through her skin
the way
things have always been


James Newton

Saturday, 15 October 2011

seed holes
I say hello to the neighbor
I quarreled with


Melissa Allen
Red Dragonfly

Friday, 7 October 2011

It's my birthday tomorrow...

So I'm giving myself a week off : )
Normal service will resume on the 15th of October.
Thank you all for reading/contributing. Keep coming back.

Thursday, 6 October 2011

in a break from our usual programming...

if you'd like to get some support to have a go at writing your own small stones, try Kaspa's seven day 'experience' with quotes, encouragement and a place to write your small stones. it's free... thanks all for reading & contributing, fiona

Wednesday, 5 October 2011

A hoard of fat daises spring up from the horse cropped grass.


another small stone

Tuesday, 4 October 2011

melts away

when will I ever learn
love, delicate and new
like snow melts away


Melanie Bishop

Monday, 3 October 2011

dreaming of Gogö-an

Reading Ryokan before
I hope to dream of
his hermit hut
high in the misty mountains
with its pine needles, bamboo,
and white asters


Carla M Wilson
wet leaves

Sunday, 2 October 2011

the green walls
of the C & D Canal—
no trace of
the men and donkeys
who dug the cut by hand


M. Kei

Saturday, 1 October 2011


Tethered colours flap and fly, shape-shifting against the sky.


Maria Marcaigh