Do rocks really, rock?

Question:Living in the mountains, high desert, planting can (and is) a bit of a problem. Today is (I fear) going to be one of those days.

Where do you intend to plant them?
About here, I’d imagine.
Only four, right?
Are you going to start digging, or not!
Well, yes, of course I am. (Snippy.)
Look at this rock! Few bits of copper!
And this one, see! Amamythist!
Are you digging or collecting rocks?
I think the latter. (Grinning.)
(Sighing) At this rate, we’ll never get done.
Oh, look..a dinosaur’s egg!
(Growling) I’ll dig, you sift.
That’s the way it ought to work! (Nodding.)
What do you suppose this one is?
You’ve not grown up I see. (Exasperated..)
You guessed!
I love you anyway. (Soft kiss.)

Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: Living in the mountains, high desert, planting can (and is) a bit of a problem. Today is (I fear) going to be one of those days.

Where do you intend to plant them?
About here, I’d imagine.
Only four, right?
Are you going to start digging, or not!
Well, yes, of course I am. (Snippy.)
Look at this rock! Few bits of copper!
And this one, see! Amamythist!
Are you digging or collecting rocks?
I think the latter. (Grinning.)
(Sighing) At this rate, we’ll never get done.
Oh, look..a dinosaur’s egg!
(Growling) I’ll dig, you sift.
That’s the way it ought to work! (Nodding.)
What do you suppose this one is?
You’ve not grown up I see. (Exasperated..)
You guessed!
I love you anyway. (Soft kiss.)

To answer your question: rocks get stoned. HAHAHA, ahem, sorry.

I live at sea level. Sandy soil is also a problem, but Rose of Sharon loves sand and blooms into the Fall. Don't let those rocks discourage you. Love your poem. (My back is killing me--I was digging yesterday too).

I like it.
It's quite unique.
Nice:)

very goood.

The true gems are those that spring from rocky soil. Those that tend learn the patience of time and the wonder of earth.
Too bad you cant find any pearls there except the one you just spun.

I love this narrative- type poem! And you said you were still asleep? Hardly!!!
This is bright and to-the-point....exactly the way it happens! Love it!

Do red beets really beat?
At a fete does one get stinky feet?
Does crows really crow?
Does anyone know
Is a tart really tart
Does a la carte come on a cart
Is a leaf on a tree or a table
Please tell me if you are able
Does corn on the cob have a corn
In the morn do we really mourn
No wonder foreigners have a hard time learning our language
They get confused,defeated and full of anguish

(please note question mark is not working on my computer,
maybe it knows I am suppose to be answering and not questioning.

I hope you find an inch of space to plant. Rock collecting is a good hobby, if not ...

I love it

this is good!!
I love it!!
I give it a 8 out of 10!!!
Great poem!!!

You get a big star for this poem! What an adventure gardening must be with you. Here in northern illinois, it is still to cold to do anything in the garden but move rocks.

I love this poem. No ifs no buts - it has made my day.

(What is an amamythist?
is it an amethyst and your fingers ran away with you?) I tried to find it in my dictionary and was disappointed.

Any road up - as they say up north, this is the first genuinely entertaining gol (grin out loud) poem I have read on this site.
More, more, please.

How many iron pyrites did you find before you found out you hadn't struck the mother load?

I enjoyed this, thanks.

yea......the narration is excellent...and i went thrice through the poem...and all i love in special is the delicacy of its ending! good work!

Why my dear young lady, start a no "dig garden" and let the rocks lie in peace.

Robert