A Silver Bit For My Thoughts
By Applejack
They say Las Pegasus’s streets are paved with gold,
So I walked down the main stretch of road,
And looked for that gold,
But I found
Glass and asphalt and dirt and
Plastic and t-shirts and discarded gum wrappers
And dead ravens and flattened squirrels with the eyes popped out
And loose screws, tires, and orange fragments of mesh construction markers
A landfill of items that were discarded
And no gold among the trash heap treasures
But walking in a casino parking lot
I did find a silver bit for my thoughts,
To make a wish on, to choose my destiny,
Heads or tails,
This tiny piece of silver, worth all of the gold,
Worth all the miles of highway I traveled,
Gold I panned in hidden rivers,
Gold I searched for with metal detectors,
Long nights of shoveling in the back yard,
Treasure hunts I went on to find the Lost Gem Mine,
And all that gold stashed somewhere at the Mirror Pond stamped AJO.
This one-bit marker was my salvation,
My answer, my promise,
A new luck addition to my highway purchased wallet,
A wish maker; I wished “Can I win a few rounds of
Blackjack? Win it for me, lucky silver bit, please!”
But instead I found another silver bit,
Another one-bit diamond in the rough
And this time I pocketed it for luck.
And the more I walked the more silver bits I found,
Two bits. Then five bits. Then ten bits.
Then 20. Then 50. But still no gold.
Just luck and some gems when I really needed them,
And a silver bit in my pocket for my thoughts.
This poetry is giving me some writing ideas. Amazing poetry is what this is.
8384758 Aww thank you so much for the kind comment. I am glad that you have enjoyed reading the poems. :)