Tag: free verse

photography, poetry

Patience

Posted on by Mellow Curmudgeon
 
Unseen for millennia,
a mass of rose quartz waited,
deep in the Earth.
 

Tectonic plates collided, raising mountains.

Erosion shattered masses of rock and scattered the shards.

Unseen for centuries,
a shard of the rose quartz waited
in a jumble of rocks, roots, and soil.

Unseen for years,
the shard of the rose quartz waited
while runoff undercut sides of a drainage ditch.

After removing debris from the ditch,
I cleaned and kept the shard.

Seen at last!

 
 
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growing old, photography, seasons

True-Blue Mailbox Blues

Posted on by Mellow Curmudgeon
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Fresh from the store, I was medium blue
with a touch of gray and a ton of confidence
that the mail would be safe from the weather.
 
I shrugged off decades of sun, rain, and wind.
I never flinched when the snow thrower hurled
slush laden with road salt and grit.
 
My pitted outside is the palest of blues, but
my door still swings wide and shuts tight.
My inside is still me, still medium blue
with a touch of gray and a ton of confidence
that the mail is still safe from the weather.

Blues ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #368

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