Visions of Ancient Gem Stones
Visions Of Ancient Gem Stones
Original in a complex textured bed of ugly scattered rocks
A reddish garnet, more on the line of purplish red
Pretending to be ruby or ruby like
Lifted up in Pyramid form before prospectors
It reached out to them with its red shocking facets first
Next to this wondrous find, holding on to dirt and earth
A ruby captured by the miners yellow glow from helmets
Embedded next to garnet almost out of sight
In brilliance and simplicity, sitting there and gleaming
Down where the air is thicker than quick sand
Cold men from entrenched caverns, filthy from head to toe, worked
Stumbled over other elements that came up from nowhere
Turquoise, opals, and jade, opened up to clinking tools
Unearthed with alien forming faces
Amber grew there too for fifty thousand years
Waiting to be born up in miner’s hands
Rock like wrinkled fingers that still touched
Their souls and work with gentle grace
Moving down deeper in the twisting mine
Safire fragments clutched by old men they never met before
Emeralds could not hide forever in their fervor to be green
They were too precious and must be cleaned and prepped
Workers gazed as topaz buds, emerged in multi-color patches
As they moved in with the precision of a surgeon
Tools so subtle to remove the mysteries from their homes
Other elements came up like magic
As the men marched down the mines, pickax in hand
Visions of ancient stones appeared among the rocks
While pictures of wealth and gold worked on their minds
Created on 11/09/14 for Precious Stones And Gems – Poetry Contest
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2014
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