Monday, February 04, 2008

Heirloom

I hold an inexpensive bracelet
that goes with nothing I wear.

My mother never wore it,
could tell no story to give it value.

She told me I must keep it
(though it would only gather dust)

but it matches your dress,
looks bright against the darkness

of your hair. It is a gift.
It is worth more like this.



Previously published in Poetry Scotland

Clothes (and jewellery!) for Read Write Poem

Previous poems about clothes on this blog:
Shoes
Coming of Age
and on Crafty Green Poet:
Drought

15 comments:

susan said...

Enjoyed this.

daisies said...

goosebumps ... this tugs at some distant memory, love!

UL said...

what a lovely gift...superb.

mariacristina said...

A tender moment. The reader is left to imagine who the recipient might be-a friend, or a daughter-in-law. I like the sentiments expressed too.

Linda Jacobs said...

I love a poem like this! It says so much and also leaves a bit to the imagination!

noahthegreat said...

I have that pack rat gene that makes me keep everything.

Reminds me of that.

It's good; :)

sister AE said...

That is so beautiful! Both the poem and the notion of the gift.

Rob Kistner said...

Crisp and engaging... I enjoyed this.

SweetTalkingGuy said...

I've heard it said that the only thing better than recieving a gift is giving one.

I just saw that you had something published in raindog. Suzanne Batty one of the editors is my Nicola's twin sister, small world.

Cary Rant said...

Nice, it created a lovely visual image of you holding the bracelet and contemplation.

Jo said...

You know I could have sworn I'd commented on this....I especially like the last six lines.

gingatao said...

Investment, The act invests value in the object just the beautiful delicate and balanced poem invests value in the language,

...deb said...

There is a sparkle here that must match the braclet.

LN- Nickers and Ink said...

I love this one.

Just had to comment, since you're calling commenters "secret admirers."

I simply must figure out how to tag my commenters with a creative name.


;-)

Thanks for visiting my poetry and humor blog.

Linda
http://nickersandinkblog.blogspot.com

Miladysa said...

I think the majority of women can relate to such a heirloom.

Lovely poem :-D