Diamond In the Rough

Fascination is peering into a dazzling diamond shining like chrome Imagining what the finished product will turn out to be, In what sort of golden setting the stone will likely find a home Whether the precious jewel might someday accompany me, Or be sealed away in a museum under an imposing glass dome. Such is the fate of many dazzling gemstones discovered in the rough Fashioned by the skilled cutter into a stupendously stunning piece Only an oil-rich baron, or reigning royalty, would have enough Money to buy it.Perhaps, someone who owns an island in Greece? A fellow like me could not even put up a believable auction bluff. TWELFTH PLACE WINNER Poem written on November 24, 2020 for Emile Pinet's Quintain (Sicilian) poetry contest