The Miners

by Verbalcohort   Jan 22, 2016


They're in search of Maroon,
Maroon like the clay rivulets of incandescence
resting in canyons,
in creeks of light.

Their sanctums are unseen paradise,
Velvety valhallas enveloped by violet skies,

And I'm headed there,
with marbled maroon sitting within my worn palms.

    report violation
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  • 9 years ago

    by hiraeth

    Double post sorry.

  • 9 years ago

    by hiraeth

    Judging comment:

    I found this piece to be well-written, the use of alliteration was welcomed as it was unexpected and executed quite well. This piece is rich in imagery and that just adds to the narrative of this piece, a truly vivid write!

  • 9 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    Love this!!!!

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