The earth cracks now
in giggling waves it all breaks free
The treasure’s what I seek
my hands reach down past sharp debris
There’s many stones
the memories peak
my hands reach down past sharp debris
the treasure’s what I seek
There’s so much glass
and pain to flee
the treasure’s what I seek
my hands reach down past sharp debris
I see her now, a sideways glance
but can I touch her cheek?
My hands reach down past sharp debris
the treasure’s what I seek
Written for dVerse, today Grace is hosting and asks us to write a Mirrored Refrain.
A Mirrored Refrain “is a rhyming verse form constructed by Stephanie Repnyek. The poem is formed by three or more quatrains where two lines within the quatrain are the ‘mirrored refrain’ or alternating refrain. The rhyme scheme is as follows: xaBA, xbAB, xaBA, xbAB. x represents the only lines that do not rhyme within the poem. A and B represent the refrain.”
Tricia Sankey 
Thank you for sharing that. And the choice of your picture was perfect.
Thanks Rollin! I was lucky to find this image so quickly, it was exactly what I was envisioning! 💕 (and goes with “mirrored refrain” quite well)
I love the contract imagery of memories as debris and treasure. The rhyme scheme is brilliant 👏
I usually don’t like rules but this form inspired me! Pleased you enjoyed it! ❤️
Digging deep for treasure .. for love .. for truth .. for comfort. Your poem is thought provoking.
Yes, thanks Helen! I think it’s about self discovery! 💕
So beautiful, poignant, and heartbreaking.
Thanks, Lucy! 💓
Fluid and beautiful, Tricia.
Thanks, Lisa! 💓
You’re welcome 🙂
I love how this was also a mirror in a the mirrorred refrain form. That last stanza brings it home for me:
I see her now, a sideways glance
but can I touch her cheek?
My hands reach down past sharp debris
the treasure’s what I seek
I didn’t even really plan it that way but it just worked out nicely! Thanks for such an inspirational prompt, Grace! 💕
I’m either in love with this or terrified. I can’t tell which
I’ll leave you to decide! 😆 I can see the dilemma, though!
The treasure is in the mirror waiting for discovery. Great choice of refrain to get your message across. The photo really compliments your words. It also leaves the reader with thoughts to ponder.
Thanks so much! I also want to leave the reader something to ponder! 🥰
Could this treasure be a broken mirror?
Truth is knowledge but sometimes it does cut! 💗
Beautiful imagery! Loved it.
Thank you! 💝
So beautifully expressed Tricia❣️
Pleased you enjoyed it, Cindy! ❤️
You’re a gifted writer.💖
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Is this a memory, or a moment unfolding? Is someone being rescued or is the writer searching for answers in their subconscious? Quite mysterious! I enjoyed reading this ❤
Thanks, Sunra! It’s a metaphorical earthquake and then finding what lies beneath and searching for your own buried treasure in the debris of some traumatic event. Hope that helps! ☺️
Thanks Tricia! Yes I gathered that meaning at the end and enjoyed the ambiguity 😊 I was sort of pontificating out loud rather than asking you direct questions! 😄 Sorry about that. Thank you for explaining 💕
😆 thanks for reading and pontificating! ☺️
I love the contrast between ‘giggling’ ( 1st stanza) and ‘pain’ (3rd stanza). Self discovery can be a poignant experience.
Yes, we find different layers of ourselves that can be scary or lovely. Thanks! 😂
You are so right! 😀 My pleasure.
This is absolutely stunning, Tricia 😀 I especially admire; “There’s many stones/the memories peak/my hands reach down past sharp debris/the treasure’s what I seek.” 💝💝
Thanks, Sanaa! ❤️❤️❤️