I.
here is an assortment of shells
pink, white, coral, and bones
it holds
sunlit days, rippled tides of spells:
shark's eye, cones, conch, small stones -
king's gold
on a clear fish bowl filled with sands -
amber smooth as chai tea
i sigh
for beaches & summer's long hands
when the sky is so blue
i fly
II.
we watch snowflakes spill - glass flowers
on barren fields & woods
calling
we gather light from short hours -
wicks, lamps & yellowed goods
falling
finally the moon is ours-
darkness is a cocoon
wrapping
midnight sky with mulberry stars-
silvering trees, we swoon
clapping
The above is the example in the dVerse Poets Pub post.
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Memento. Join us when the pub doors open to discuss the poetry form, Memento. There is also an option to write a free style poetry with a theme about memento, using symbolism as a poetic device.
I love them both, and the example poem just grows on me atter have read it twice... quite a lot of symbolism in it as well. The new poem has some imagery that really make me ache with longing for such a summer.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely gorgeous! I did mine wrong! I got confused :-( Oops!
ReplyDeleteIts Carol anne here! I don't know why it says aanonymous?
ReplyDeleteThere's a childlike glee in finding a tiny thing which springs a dominion - like these mementoes of summer and winter. Sheer delight.
ReplyDeleteVery nicely done, Grace.
ReplyDeleteSo, what is the spirith ... "Keep up the spirit," one says. π Certainly, the freedom and comfort of what is not cold, not intellect, is what delight is, and you say so very well. π
ReplyDeleteThis is absolutely exquisite, Grace! I especially admire this part; "darkness is a cocoon wrapping midnight sky with mulberry stars." ππ
ReplyDeleteVery nicely written G
ReplyDelete'amber smooth as chai tea' wow, I love that simile.
ReplyDeleteBoth poems are perfect, Grace.
Ommigosh, Grace - this is simply gorgeous poetry. They're both so... utterly lovely!
ReplyDelete~David
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These are beautiful, Grace. Delicate mementos. Those shells, so fragile, but holding so much. I think like BjΓΆrn, I appreciate the second one more after reading it again.
ReplyDeleteI can feel longing in both of these.
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