Womistone

by Lea Tonin1

Woman of stone, magic scene

Steels the present slick serene.

Imagined gifts Womistone

Steals the day with power known.

Drifting thoughts, my mind in burn

Create her life no wait, no turn

Rocks escape from stony hands

Rolling thunder cracks and lands

Ball she hurled a boulders spin

Squashed the bad her stony win

Change of scene she gave to me

From my mind she sets me free

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Part of an ongoing story within poetry beginning with Humitree and entering the scene is Humistone. A weird genetic mix after humanity's demise created a soupy mix of genetics from species that never cross. Humispecies was born.

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