Find Your Own Diamond

Diamonds in the Rough

Beneath a bluer-than-blue sky
I sit on my balcony
idly removing moisture from
plastic pages with paper towels.

Sun reflects upon them
causing my eyes to squint.

Diamonds in the rough–


Diamonds in the rough–

I smile recalling mother’s words:

“If you can’t find a diamond
that has already been polished,
find one in brute form.
Then tenderly polish
the diamond no one else
had enough love to see.”

Looking at my love,
I share mom’s words.
He takes my face
between strong hands.

Love swims
in bluer-than-blue eyes.
He smiles,
draws me closer.

“She spoke about you, Love.”



About emanita01

I am a Franco-american woman who hails from Massachusetts. I live in France near the Swiss border, only minutes away from Geneva. I am a member of the Geneva Writers Group and the Association La Forge, a literary group based in France. I write stories, poems and am currently working on a couple of plays, a one-woman show and actively learning how to perform stand-up comedy.
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