Ode to a Pebble 

i’m convinced you were once a giant boulder
centuries old, with eons of history 
hidden inside, secrets of the universe
waiting to be found

over time you slowly eroded, boulder 
to stone to gravel to pebble you faded
but despite your diminishing size it’s clear
your secrets still held

you may wonder how I know that this is true
I have found that you’re averse to being ignored 
your boulder’s heart screams loud and clear, especially
when you’re in my shoe

~kat

NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 9 Challenge: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write your own ode celebrating an everyday object.

Poetry Form: Sapphic Ode

The Sapphic Ode consist of any number of stanzas. The stanza consists of four lines. Three of them are composed of eleven syllables and the last one is made up of five syllables. There is no requirement that the lines rhyme.