shiny blue topaz – lies buried
in the gravel
the sun’s rays stroke the surface
of the soft saffron water
a trickling waterfall
disguises the chiseled facets
of a hidden cave
at the margin of
a mesmerising blue
lake.
By Natasha
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Natasha composed this poem after reading the poem ‘Flowers’ by Arthur Rimbaud