Bric-A-Brac

If you found a fragment of an ancient Greek vase in sand on the edge of the surf, you can find as well all the others, provided that you have an eternity.

A time;
a sea;
salty and warm surf's hands, sorting through a treasure,
gifts from who knows who to who knows whom,
a bric-a-brac* of life:
green, 
white, 
orange shards of glass, turned into gems by numbers one and second on this list;
a button;
a dime;
a cork;
a toothless comb;
a children's plastic scoop;
an oval shell;
pebbles, tangled up in the algae's brown beard;
a cheap, 
enamel on silver, 
ringlet (my girlfriend lost it here in July. We got married in September, but she still feels sorry of this ringlet).


* (fr.) A collection of all sorts of rarities, art objects or just useless stuff.

24/07/2019
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Bertin Avatar
July 26, 2019 at 10:53 PM
Could it be the One Ring?
Ravidas Avatar
July 27, 2019 at 7:03 AM
Hm, hoping not. Anyway, it's lost and we take no responsibility for all this mess)
Theraven Avatar
July 26, 2019 at 12:26 AM
Kurt, So sorry for the lost ringlet. But the dime and plastic scoop, quite a find. Wonderfully written poem. -Richard
Ravidas Avatar
July 26, 2019 at 10:48 AM
Thanks, QtR. I bet you will collect the complete vase)
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