from gaping chasms
to highest mountains
from ocean’s opaque bed
to desert’s searing sun;
beauty, we seek
in bulks and heaps ~
insatiable need
blinds avid eye/I,
dulls (tactile) senses.
driven
to the brink of madness
by desperate search,
we seldom detect
or acknowledge
the small pearls and diamonds
scattered
beneath our bare feet.
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It’s Open Link Night over at dVerse Poets Pub and Brian is tending the Bar. This is a short one I came up with… hope you enjoy.
Another Wandering Soul 
So very true….there are so many small things that BEG for ackknowledgment and seldom get them. Your poem is a reminder to look under our feet.
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thank you for the visit 🙂
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Miriam, you are so spot on here. We need to be attentive to the small things.
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thank you, susan!
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beautifully penned and so true. much enjoyed your poem, Miriam~
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thank you 🙂
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Indeed, “searching” seems such a waste. Instead, “exploring” the pearls under our feet seems so much a better strategy!
Nicely put.
You know, when I come to your site and see that bench, I keep hoping someday we’ll see you sitting there. The bench’s emptiness is so loud!
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oooh wouldn’t that be nice… 🙂
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Brilliant reminder of what’s underfoot and overlooked!
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thank you 🙂
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thanks for reading 🙂
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