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Coal under pressure turns to diamond.
posted by
sunflowersis
on June 28, 2010 at 5:55 PM
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Yes a nice poem ash I expect most people wil have to put up with a man made one eventually. And as Taps says coal always came at a price worth more than diamonds to some
posted by
C_C_T
on June 22, 2010 at 7:59 AM
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I think that the true miracle
is looking at the coal and realising that under the right circumstances that could be diamonds too 
Great poem
posted by
lionreign
on June 22, 2010 at 7:26 AM
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Ash - I really liked the whole idea of rummaging through looking for diamonds amid the gloom. They do sparkle. I have a few stuff made of diamonds but these days rarely use it, other than that I have seen how they source and cut them on tv. It is an art.
posted by
shobana
on June 21, 2010 at 8:09 PM
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Fantastic thought and verse, Ash!
I've seen coal gleaming from mountain sides. Also saw the Hope Diamond at the Smithsonian Museum and it is incredible. Such a deep and sparkling blue, a summer sky under glass.
posted by
Katray2
on June 21, 2010 at 7:38 PM
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Trying to find that special someone is indeed like that.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on June 21, 2010 at 2:14 PM
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My Grandfather was a coalminer who died at 52 with breathing problems from coal dust. His son, my uncle, worked in the coal mines and fell in a shaft and broke his neck. He left three little children for his widow to raise. Neither of them ever found a diamond.
posted by
TAPS.
on June 21, 2010 at 12:44 PM
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Have you ever found one? Are you one?...
The world can use some shiny diamonds among gloom. Please share your experiences with the readers.
posted by
ash_pradhan
on June 21, 2010 at 12:18 PM
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