My short Stories

Selected poems

charlie dimech

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In Search of Diamonds 
the depth ridden, arch vaulted cavern
took their whispers echoing exagerations
of beginning syllables and ending in symbols
of hollowness
cried the muse
two today
replied the cavern
lifting themselves without effort
they floated to a fountain
poetry was invented by seashells 
took the course of a horse
with wings  
sailed the moat
surrounding humanity
where there is no boat
cept in sanity
and said
clear as crystal
nay much clearer
hard as steel
nay much harder
is the diamond
cut to perfection
with tender affection
to bedazzle
to bejewel
a fool