Azurite
Azurite, its colors bold;
the image of Gaia’ from space.
With malachite and lapis both;
a stone of such good taste.
The golden, pyrite veins;
flow across its radiant breath.
Azurite tells stories old,
of Mother Earth, with zest.
Malachite lands, lapis oceans surround;
such deep blue, rolling seas.
Azurite has no motion;
it’s a portrait of Earth, you see.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
