Three cookies before me:

There are three cookies that sit there before me.
There will be none, there at all, before me
very quickly.

The sneaker that got in to the water:

I had crossed a stream. Partially successful.
My right shoe clanked a rock.
The rock was slimy.
My sock got wet.

The slimy stone that got shoed upon:

There was a slimy stone at the channel-side.
It minded its own business
better than it had in weeks.
It was finally 'getting it.'
A foamy New Balance sneaker landed at its upper-side.
The weight of a pouncing body was upon it.