Stone Soup Croutons, 2-6-17, Extreme Setting

Stone Soup Croutons is a weekly poem I write using lines and impressions picked up from poems overheard from Stone Soup's open mic readers and features. I figure out a title (and sometimes the rest of the poem) later. You can read the other ones I've done since 2015 here.

Last night's open mic was our own personal parade, a chance to voice whatever we wanted to as if we were given the mic at the upcoming victory parade. It was a small but nice rally, and I did my best to join in, even if after the fact. Yes, there's Trump in here, but I think I got it out of my system.

Extreme Setting 

Kicking sand in our face
produces no pearls
to pry from our mouths.