Topaz
(not about me, just a challenge where you are given ten words and have to incorporate
them into a poem. I used to do many of those kinds of challenges. Do they ever do them
here? They really are great at inspiring people to create!)
Topaz
Atop his pedestal, a golden girl was I,
Who never wanted to be up so high.
For though I was a gem, I was no diamond, and
we came undone just after we began!
Why could he not accept the humanness in me?
Such inconvenient truth he could not see.
A doubt I’d had in him, he took for treachery,
and so it was that he indicted me.
No matter what I said, his anger overgrew.
I waited, fearful of what would ensue.
He knew at last that I was not his counterpart
and tossed me off then with a hardened heart.
Then like some hoary seer, he made a prophecy
I’d have no other man as good as he.
But he has proved to be a prophet false indeed.
A simple topaz, sparkling gold, I’m freed!
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