Split Open


Crystal found it on a beach

when she was lying there

sunbathing face down,

just a rock split open


lying

like her

face down,

hiding its jewel.


Cleaned of sand

it gleamed and shone

its colours made for her

its shape pubescent iridescent

a magic match for her nails,

her bikini,

her flesh.


She rose.


Stood.


Held it

before her

exposed


her crystal,

her jewel

held it safe.



https://www.ekphrastic.net/the-ekphrastic-challenges/madelyn-roldan-ekphrastic-writing-responses-curated-by-kate-copeland

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