Below is the poem entitled ROCKHOUND which was written by poet
Anderson-Throop. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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The warmth of stones emits small sounds
Like whispers to the skin
Their color pure --Sun's fingerprint-- that
Blazes from within.
Scruffy pockets, tiny hands
Collect a scope of shapes--
And big girls yearn for dazzle
As they diamond pin fur capes.
Some hands are called
By pebbles on
Every casual walk .
Eyes-- eagle search -- another find--
There is no worthless rock.
Some traverse to the finest rags
From birthhome in far off mine…..
But the sweetest stone is
Plain rock divulged divine.
Victoria Anderson-Throop 2013