Lost Dutchman's Treasures

Light pink interspersed with
silver plaid ~ join the mix
floating away from the

Lost Dutchman’s gold, like the sky
a myth born of reality
scampering through the atmosphere
a real treasure to behold.

Wind whipped currents of air
flow ~ poof ~ vanishing into mist!
Just as a century ago the
Dutchman’s treasure did.

Myth behooves reality
to speak for itself
share the ~ two treasures
of the Dutchman and the sky.


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