Through the cobalt
Splendidly
John Clare Stokes
My father and his fellow preacher friend Josh
they loved to spend time in abandoned places
old homestead burn piles
digging about for buried treasure
They were both taken with the cobalt blue
depression glass
even the blue noxzema jars
and it lined the window sills of his old place
to give off an other worldly view of this
old world when looking through the cobalt.
When I happened upon the cobalt jars
in the shakers window
They too must have caught the desire to dig for
the cobalt blue.
I peered in and saw Josh and Luther Ray
in the Wakulla woods again.
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