Thursday, July 21, 2011

Geode

When I was six
I believed each rock
would be a magic geode
alive with crystal light.

At sixty I know
most rocks are
simply rocks.
I still hope for geodes.
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5 comments:

  1. Judy RoneyJuly 22, 2011 at 4:47 AM

    I like this progression and the hope that is still there at sixty. Good metaphor for life (for the lucky ones)

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  2. Bob H.July 22, 2011 at 7:32 PM

    Yes, you haven't lost your childhood wonder and optimism despite your years of experience and wisdom. That's one of the things that makes you special.

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  3. VictoriaJuly 22, 2011 at 7:37 PM

    thanks Bob and Judy. I hope most of us are still looking for geodes. I know I am one of the lucky ones in so many ways.

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  4. MaryJuly 24, 2011 at 4:49 PM

    It would be nice if we could really find those things we believed in / looked for in childhood.

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  5. PeggyJuly 25, 2011 at 4:52 PM

    Lovely Victoria. Keep hoping for the geodes! Geodes have so much potential as metaphors and they are really neat in fact!!

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