Ivory
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Written October 12, 2023
For The Contest, “Imagine, Interlude, Ivory”
Sponsor, Constance La France
Photo From Google Images
They found me lying in the sand one day;
as over time, waves carried me to shore.
My fate made plans that I'd forever stay-
for I, her brooch, My Lady did adore.
Her face appears in Ivory, framed by
an oval filigree of shining gold.
I now lay in a velvet box and sigh-
curators know my value- yet, not told
the memories stored in my Ivory-
her lifetime secrets they will never know;
as part of her, I hold the reverie
in this antique that cannot tell or show.
Her profile, carved in Ivory just smiles;
as I stay silent on her joys and trials.
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2023
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