Diggings

They cheered
Like a bonfire lit up
Roaring
Embers flying
They had found it
No not a gold nugget
A pebble
A diamond in the rough

They knew it’s worth
He looked around
The earth was smiling
The wind was humming
The insects buzzing
The sun beat down hard

Who had cheered?
There was no one there
Just old him and his BAg of tools
He cheered with the rest
Took a swig of the best
Went home to his dusty shade
His little place way out west

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I am a collector of rocks. Me and the grandchildren, always searching for the special one. We put in Grandma rock garden at home. I liked the story dear Julie. The men who worked alone and did well. A private battle to be won. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Thanks again John
What is your favourite semi previous stone

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Precious Typo.

[Coyote Poetry]

I love all the rocks. I like the ones that shine in the rain. I have a large rock garden. You are welcome dear Julie.

[barleygirl]

I have known a number of people who "collect" -- some who "search & collect" (using metal detectors) -- and you have captured their obsession to find some unexpected trinket or morsel or artifact. What I find most amazing is how they have such vivid imaginations, reading whole lifetimes into some old relic they've found. They are like writers, similar to what Jacob says, about digging for a nugget that sparks a story. This is one of the tightest poems I've read by you. Love how it's nicely focused (even tho I also enjoy your more signature rambling style!) (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Thanks Margie much appreciated xx hope you are well

[barleygirl]

Not a big fan of the colder mornings, but all in all, I'm getting thru winter with a splash of enthusiasm. Feeling very thankful as Thanksgiving is upon us! Here's hoping you're doing well, too!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I read this as finding the truth of one's being. Digging into life to find the reason for our existence. That nugget of possibility that makes our life worthwhile.
j.

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Thanks Jacob that’s a great interpretation for my little piece
Thanks I hadn’t thought so deep 🤗

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

I read this to my friend
He didn’t get the gist of it
The hidden meaning
It makes me upset that we not on same wave length lol