#opals
I see the sky crack open
And try to paint it closed with starlight,
But lo and behold it does not wish
To mend itself tonight,
And as it falls so gracefully,
I watch the sea lap at the city's ticklish toes.
Serene as ever, but still deep with mischief,
The sea plays with the city until it is bright with light
Of laughter and joy
Until it decides if it should sleep this night.
Sonewhere in the distance sits something,
What? Nobody knows,
But it sits there in waiting,
Like a sanguine sentinel, somehow hopeful.
And mark my words,
The cracking sky opens, opals
Pouring from an endless beyond
Just to shake hands with a never ending sea.
It is how the sky reaches out to the sea:
For once, just once,
I wish it would reach for me.
Sep 2, 2017
Sep 2, 2017 at 6:19 PM UTC
Perhaps I am simple
I love simple things
Glass, blown or slubbed
Crystal or colored
Cobalt
Emerald
Cranberry
Rose
Sparkling in sunlight
Catching the flame
These simple pleasures
Bring me joy
As much as any gem
Exception, the Opal
Begins life as water
Seeps into stone
Becomes over time
Fire within water
Shadow of aeons
Life within stone
Water gone solid
As solid as glass,
and as fragile
4Apr2002
Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 3:56 PM UTC
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Wine glass lay empty
toppled on the ground...its edge
smeared with red lipstick
Luster braved the dark
opals, sapphires couldn't hide
a face...so lovely
Stilled...supine...voiceless
stripped of fame...name...evil game!
success? envy? shame?
Opals, bright sapphires,
graced her neck...muted...like the
doe-eyed beauty...dead.
Sally
Copyright April 2015
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 5:00 AM UTC