Smoky Hoss

Gold Star - 14,439 Points (01 may 1962 / U.S.A.)

Some Gold, Before I'm Dead Please - Poem by Smoky Hoss

If I were a digger
of silver and gold
and a spinner of tales
brave and bold,
would a treasure
I find
in the caverned depths
of earth or mind?
Could I dig
with tools of the trade
into a priceless vein
with unfathomable riches waylaid?
Or am I
a mere dreamer,
an empty and pointless
schemer,
lacking the skills
of hope,
an arrogant and ignorant
hapless bloke?
Who knows,
who can say,
there yet may
come a day,
when the worth of silver
and gold in my heart
shall pale in comparison to stories
new and old,
in which I am a part.
Still, wonder
as I must,
what may yet happen
before I return to dust.
A prospector of words, or metals,
which shall be my fate?
I only hope to discover soon...
for the time and date,
do grow quite late.

Topic(s) of this poem: life


Poet's Notes about The Poem

As well as enjoying, attempting, to write poetry, I also love to go prospecting; therefore, I decided to compare the two as they both apply to my heart.

Comments about Some Gold, Before I'm Dead Please by Smoky Hoss

  • (11/30/2016 8:17:00 PM)

    Miner, The hope of human has achieved a lot with lots of hard work..I enjoyed reading your poem.. (Report)Reply

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  • Kim Barney (11/30/2016 8:13:00 PM)

    Ah, relax, you're still a lot younger than I am.
    I enjoyed this poem. I especially like these lines:
    would a treasure
    I find
    in the caverned depths
    of earth or mind?
    Or am I
    a mere dreamer,
    an empty and pointless
    schemer,
    lacking the skills
    of hope,
    an arrogant and ignorant
    hapless bloke?
    (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 9, 2017


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