Thursday, January 4, 2018

Treasure poem

“Oh, tell me wise sir, Where are the treasures?"
And the wise man replied, “Wherever you find them”
~Forrest Fenn



For Poetry Friday, we have a poem that contains clues to a chest of gold treasure that an eccentric man buried out West. Forrest Fenn buried the chest and released the clues back in 2010, but he claims that the treasure is still there (unless someone found it and didn't let anyone know). He says he will dig it up himself once it is worth $10 million.

The poem:

As I have gone alone in there
And with my treasures bold,
I can keep my secret where,
And hint of riches new and old.

Begin it where warm waters halt
And take it in the canyon down,
Not far, but too far to walk.
Put in below the home of Brown.

From there it's no place for the meek,
The end is ever drawing nigh;
There'll be no paddle up your creek,
Just heavy loads and water high.

If you've been wise and found the blaze,
Look quickly down, your quest to cease,
But tarry scant with marvel gaze,
Just take the chest and go in peace.

So why is it that I must go
And leave my trove for all to seek?
The answers I already know,
I've done it tired, and now I'm weak.

So hear me all and listen good,
Your effort will be worth the cold.
If you are brave and in the wood
I give you title to the gold.



There's another treasure hunt poem in The Secret.

Scavenger hunt clue ideas (for planning your own).

Reading to the Core has the Poetry Friday round-up. Thanks, Catherine!

14 comments:

author amok said...

What?! I am amazed, Tabatha. Did you try to work out the clues?

Michelle Kogan said...

Cool! Hope someone finds this little bit of magic–treasure some time. Thanks Tabatha.

Sally Murphy said...

Oooh. A mystery wrapped up in a poem. Very cool.

Christie Wyman said...

Love that! As a child I loved mysteries and stories about treasures. I even went on an archaeological dig along Hadrian's Wall in the UK, but alas no treasure for me. Thanks! -- Christie @ https://wonderingandwondering.wordpress.com/

Linda B said...

In my early days, a family friend really did leave his family and go off to the west to hunt for treasure. I know that they never saw him again and as a young girl, I was fascinated by this. Until reading this strange poem, I'd forgotten about it, Tabatha. I wonder how many have tried to break his code? Love that "home of Brown"! And why is Brown in caps? Thanks for the mystery!

Tabatha said...

Thanks for visiting, folks! Laura, I love a mystery, but I haven't tried to solve this one. I think you need to know the lay of the land out there!
Linda, in my reading about this, I saw that two or three people have died (out in the wilderness) trying to find it. So I think it has drawn quite a number of treasure hunters.

Catherine said...

What a tantalizing poem! I think I'll leave that treasure for hardier souls and be content with the treasures I find in my yard and woods. Thank you for sharing this with us, Tabatha!

Kay said...

I've heard of Fenn's hidden treasure (mainly from news reports of those who have lost their lives trying to find it). I won't be heading West to look for it, but I treasure all that I find when I explore the woods around here.

Irene Latham said...

This reminds me of the book MASQUERADE by Kit Williams, which also contains a riddle about a location where a treasure was hidden... we loved the book as kids and were sure we would find the treasure. (We didn't.) xo

Linda said...

Wow! Cool way to give clues!

Rebecca Herzog said...

The idea of buried treasure always excites me. I love the intrigue and mystery, as well as the potential for adventure that the idea evokes. Thanks for sharing!

Brenda at FriendlyFairyTales said...

Sounds like a kids' western movie. I expect rapids, hidden waterfalls and sacred burial mounds.

Mary Lee said...

What is it about hidden treasure?!? My curiosity and creativity exploded while reading this post/links!!

Diane Mayr said...

Wow! I have to rethink my reaction the next time I find a pretty stone, but I guess anything is treasure is you think it is.