Treasure poem

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

not the Fenn treasure

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!