Best Mica Poems

Proud  Mica


I mustn’t go inside
For I will die
Though forbidden
I dig for mica,
A shimmery crystalline rock 
Resembling thin mirror glass 

I bare scars 
From scraping the ceiling inside 
A hollow, black hole 
That’ll surely collapse 
 
I labor for but a few cents 
But I...

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Years ago at our cabin, when our grandchildren Damien and Taylor were young…
(Why does time so often seems so short)
the four of us with lumber from Lowes decided to build a fort.

The exact date of this undertaking…I’m so old now…I forget
I do know our two...

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