Opalescence

by

Doug Larson

It signaled me
as if it were alive
an SOS from across the lawn
beaming from a case of glass
I had never seen such a stone
burning within as fire and ice
deep blue sky and forest green
citrus beams of juicy light displayed
on velvet black
a metamorphosis of heaven and earth
imploded in solid rock
violence of volcanic birth and dying nebulae
contained
imprisoned in glass
a mirror of dreams reflecting magic
as colored silent sound
the mystical music of geology
on sale for a slender finger
a graceful neck
a secret drawer
temptation was hard to resist
but its light was too strong
visual flavors too overpowering
(price too high)
for mere mortals
such as I

I let it lie
yet
it calls me still
from time to time
and appears again here
as wistful rhyme

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Why don't you look at The Peerless Willie Neenan
by: Francis Duggan
from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia

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