Blog 2017, Other Poetry, Uncategorized

Recovering from a Mining Disaster

You always said, “I’ll love you always.”
but always didn’t last.
Your memories are now a bulldozer
plowing through my past.

We stripped away the barren soil
and got down to the lode.
It wasn’t what we thought was there.
There wasn’t any gold.

Now the ground lays cold and bare.
There’s nothing left to share.
We’ve divvied up what’s left of us
and left the ground to turn to dust.

We wanted gold
to free our souls and wash away the tears
but the gears of time kept grinding on,
churning up the years.

So, I’ll hold the gems we found back then
closely to my beating chest.
To recollect, to not forget,
at least for you, I’ll do my best.


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