“The Parable of the Hidden Treasure”

A poem inspired by scripture – See Matthew 13:44 NIV

Composed @bykaileyann on 1964 SUPER STERLING SMITH-CORONA electric typewriter.

My whole life I pined for knowledge

of the land I come from and the story I’m promised

Your time has been kind though I’ve wandered

to the ends of her rivers and back and all over

Behind all my reason encamped these certain ponderings

virtuous as her nightlight in cornrows of standing water

My love of her firs knows

where my treasure is:

My whole heart is rooted in Diana.


Read Recent Posts:

  • “Put it back.”
    I watch the window, Lock the door, Distract my eyes – After checking the blinds […]
  • “The Inner Ear”
    “The Inner Ear” — Third eye sees blind without Sure sense of sound Balance found […]
  • Pitching my Novel
    Mily the Millennial: A Tall Tale is a story for folks from “euchre families.” – @bykaileyann
  • Dream Reconveyed 1
    #Poetry as means to #dreamjournal works for me. This dream might seem a lil scary, but it felt more like ‘Whoa WHAT is going ON rn’ while I was dreaming it–Anyway, here’s a “Dream Reconveyed 1” written on 08/18/2022 by yours truly 👋
  • The Bride Shop
    My Sister-in-law is the proud owner of this amazing new online bridal store! They’re just […]

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s