Sunday, July 14, 2024

One Thursday Afternoon

The Cripple Creek Mining District, Colorado, 1891


The bustling gold camp roared
as the sun began to rise 
and the clinking of picks 
striking rocks filled the air. 


The prospector, 
fueled by determination, 
placed his entire fortune on the line
as his days unfolded 
in an uncertain way.


Anticipation hung heavy, 
mingling with the scent 
of sweat and dust.
He bet it all 
for a chance 
at gold.


Tomorrow would tell the tale,
carrying with it the promise 
of either a hope fulfilled 
or a crushing disappointment
of this prospector’s dreams 
that floated in the air.


—By Steven Wade Veatch

A prospector at work. This AI image was created
by the author with the assistance of MS Designer.




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