Remember Me at the Bottom of a Riverbed

[Laura]

and it sinks
soaking in the liquid
tumbling in a twirled downward motion towards the bottom
and that green leafy bottom looks so terrible from up here
where fudgy hands meet the sand
and the grains slip through their fingers,
just like it did
and then they ran away with laughter trailing off their face
and making tiny ripples over the already small waves
and leaving it breathless,
they did with no regret
and should they be considered selfish
from a lonely road to breezy shore
now nobody will know . . .

and it sinks for days it seems,
but only a moment has gone by,
once crowded with some hot sun and fireants,
now wet and all alone,
and it sinks and there it'll stay
that poor, forgettable stone

[thecrazybeautiful]

"where fudgy hands meet the sand
and the grains slip through their fingers"

This part kinda drew me in... It's the whole hand/image thing.

I thought this was an interesting thing to write about, but you wrote it very nicely.

[Only Me]

"and it sinks for days it seems,
but only a moment has gone by," I love the concept of opposites in two consecutive lines. I love this. nice imagery.