Stone Soup Quadrille #137

He crept in
hungry
to be met
by starving peasants
brandishing
pitch forks
to defend
what little
they had.

He carried
nothing
but a stone.

”bring me your largest
cauldron
filled with water”
into which
he dropped his stone.

Each added something –
they feasted.

©️🥀🐇
6 October 2021

From ”Greetings, poeming friends! De Jackson, aka WhimsyGizmo here.
It’s that time again: Quadrille Monday, when we write and share poems of exactly 44 words, using one word we here at dVerse provide. Carve us a poem out of the word stone, and make it precisely 44 words long, not counting the title.” DVerse

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  1. Oh, I SO love this!
    Apologies for the late visit, I’ve been out of town. To come home to this marvelous retelling of a childhood favorite was a treat! Thank you!

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  2. I loved this story as a child, and yours is a fun and concise retelling!

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