Mario Colasante

Plop! in the middle of the ravine

a polished pebble creates a wave of awe

Stirred surface, and rings begin to spread

throughout the valley, to tell of what they saw


Exhilaration in the hillside trees

as they, too, pick up on the storyline

Jittery leaves catch the wind passing by

then gesticulate what is on their mind


A lone bird met upon the party

and fled to greet a cheerful swarm

Soon butterflies and trails of honeybees alight

with news of Belle in her fiancé’s arm


A tender warmth glistens in her eyes

as she sculpts their affection in the sand

Together, they make ripples come alive

when her love releases a nugget from his hand