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
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
Natasha composed this poem after reading the poem ‘Flowers’ by Arthur Rimbaud