How she loved diamonds, her birthstone.
Literally diamonds were her best friends.
She worked very hard and each piece
of jewelry she bought made her happy.
Cluster of diamonds or solitaires, emeralds
and sapphires with diamonds set in precious
metals of gold or platinum, earrings, bracelets,
necklaces in gold and Rolex gem-set watches.
The most precious ones were the four carat diamond
solitaire ring, the twelve carat graduated
Riviere necklace bought at auctions and the Rolex
watch with diamond-set bezel and dial.
She collected her precious jewels for decades.
Those precious jewels were her pride and joy.
Her eyes sparked when she showed them, and
her excitement filled the room with joy.
She died ten years ago, and her eldest daughter
kept them without sharing any with her sister.
Where are the precious jewels now?
Sold, pawned, or given away?
I’d rather cry, but of course
My voice had suddenly gone
You’ve changed today your course
Now I’m here alone
Playing solitaires and stuff
Winning most of the games
Hearing your silence is tough
It puts me to terrible shame
But finally you took pity
For poor me, my love
Your letter was deep and witty
It came out like a grieving laugh
"I never ignore you at purpose"
There’s always a reason, when you
Become an Achilles, and tortoise
Is me, under skies so blue
We're running the same beaten track
Leaving our trails behind
You have no time to look back
So am I, love, so am I..
In their hiding places
solitaires shine silences
how many absences inhabit them ?
Tantalizing thought whiff wafted on the evening breeze
Both chapters and mistakes;
Lessoned me
Some chapters, I read repeatedly
Some mistakes, I don't want to repeat again
Yonder for miles,
Be and by now
His voice echoes
Like the high mountains reverting my own voice
His benign touches
Like wild wind tangles my hair tresses
His smell of scent and essence of his grace
Like an oasis, calmed and centred over sandy wilderness
Yonder for miles,
Then and by now
Ensnared with or without memories,
Like a casket filled with solitaires
Some were mine
And some he gifted me...
My wheels on the gravel spin around with wholesome timidity, forthwith
No hesitation among the five solitaires surrounding me like a myth,
I’d made up my mind to commence with resumption of self,
Like a viceroy who fiercely enjoyed, earnestly hoped,
Delightfully defended, unprovoked!
Let me redeem the measure of time I privately bred,
Strange is the feeling of freedom,
When everything is done, when everything is said.
Pardon my ignorance as I stepped into the opposite corner,
Excuse all the heartiness given never to be forgiven,
Scarce and hesitant, as a traveler who has sharpened senses,
Willing to cross the great ocean and a shallow sea,
With respect and honouring the deal
Disappointed so much yet those eyes will continue to edify me
Uplift and weaken,
Melt and sadden,
The feeling that lingers is my beacon
Guiding me through a rough storm,
March on! Embrace life, exceptionally warm, - reform!
Grandma's misty blue eyes sparkled
A small smile lingered on her tiny soft lips
When I seated on her sapphire blue satin bed
Her powdery blue boudoir always wove magic
Like snow and sky romancing behind netted curtains
My decade old eyes were arrested by
Her sapphire glittering on her finger
It seemed nothing less a robin's blue egg
Her dainty fingers in slow motion
Clicked her casket open like abracadabra.
My excited spirits surged with her treasures
Was sure they must have been
Stolen from Aladdin's cave
She clasped her dozens of stringed solitaires
Like lighted stars around my blue veined neck
Her matching tiara on my head was pinned
She slowly took off her solid turquoise ocean
From her finger and kept it in my hands
She kissed me whispering it was mine
But I would have to grow up first
We shared many beautiful days
Slowly granny was becoming weaker
Dreams turned into nightmares
My granny was not responding
The whole large family laid her to rest
Granny and her world of treasures
Vanished into the blue
January 13, 2016
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the only place
with proper angles
past rural side markets
purchased candy baked beans
incessantly irresistible
throw back red & natural locks
pop in dvd/vhs view movies
particularly for some one else
occasionally me
watch as day shadows rise
above refinished shingles
casts at half past three
begrudge how time flies
why it’s barely a stay
when the night is single
plenty laughs there were
parlay inevitable good byes
music seemingly insist
loitering my head from
back stage passes Dwele sings
persistence keeps Michelle Ngdecello
from making a fool of me
discourage melancholy solitaires
ride slopes past nose and cheeks
I find the sinewy refuge
plant myself safely...
worship the nook in his arms
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