M. L. Kiser Poet Diminished Hexaverse

Color Me Azurite

In a world with billions,
Of colors bright and bold;
Color me azurite;
Malachite and lapis
Veined with golden pyrite;
Yes I am azurite.

I’m baked in the ground
Until I am found;
And I’m chipped away
From my mother’s womb;
Cut and set in gold.

Now color me
Expensive please;
These days I am
So very rare.

Over-mined,
Earth’s robbed blind;
So unfair.

Still a
Beauty;

I.

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Dimestore Shoes October 23, 2018 at 1:21 AM Malachite, the Navajo make jewelry of it, quite exquisite.. your poem, I mean M. L. Kiser October 23, 2018 at 11:27 AM Many thanks, so do I and just about every other stone I can get these days; they're over mining so many that things like Botswana Agate are becoming very rare so, I've used more glass and ceramic beads lately.

Vijay Pandit October 22, 2018 at 1:32 PM As rare as can be..definitely azure..expensive for sure! A gem of a poem, M.L.K. M. L. Kiser October 22, 2018 at 1:54 PM Ooh, thanks Vijay.