Month: December 2021

 

Peace 

Home, sleeping in peace 

cocooned from the world’s worries

sanctuary space 

 

Finding Home 

Facebook lights up with 

pictures of friends 

traveling-

one of my favorite things to do

but lately 

my senses are heightened

with longing for

trees of my town 

shops on the square

breeze of the farm

   wind chimes tingling 

fences saddling the rolling hills

long winding gravel driveway

   rocks crunching under tires 

our house on the backside of nowhere

privacy and tranquility 

    of no neighbors keeping tabs 

three dogs who believe 

   our favorite chair is plenty 

     big enough for all

fireplace and books,

  teabags and rag quilt throws

    sherpa slippers and porch swing 

snippets of everywhere else 

make leaving home 

finding it

 

In a haunted jewelry box

a platinum wedding band of 

an unknown groom 

worn and found on the ground 

by a donation bin 

advertised, unclaimed 

an accidental loss 

or intended donation?

waiting on a heartvein finger 

of someone in love

there is a story 

that cannot yet be told

 Not Yet 9

In a haunted jewelry box

where a gold Playboy bunny ring 

with a diamond always  

echoed shadowy laughter 

from its sentimental corner 

found by a high school friend 

received as a gag gift 

there is a story 

that cannot yet be told 

 

In a haunted jewelry box

an engagement ring 

and wedding band 

once clamped tightly in its box

with a receipt from 1985

Levy Jewelers in the 

Savannah, Georgia mall

one oval quarter carat diamond

two smaller round ones on each side 

cursed in its hope for a future bride 

waiting for a way to shine again 

there is a story 

that cannot yet be told 

 Not Yet 7

In a haunted jewelry box 

where a wedding band 

worn by my great great grandmother

given to me as a gift from

my parents at my first wedding 

once tucked safely in the ring folds 

waiting for a granddaughter’s wedding to continue the legacy 

there is a story 

that cannot yet be told 

 

Not Yet 6

In a haunted jewelry box 

where a gold Omega chain-

an anniversary gift with slides

that came as later gifts-

diamond slide

amethyst slide and others 

once safely nestled in its 

velvet and satin buttoned case

there is a story 

that cannot yet be told 

 

in a gift box 

where a pearl bracelet 

waits to be opened 

Christmas morning

precious stones from

a hardened shell 

taken from the sludgy mud 

of a bottom-dwelling world 

for a daughter starting 

a new chapter 

there is a story

waiting to be told 

Not Yet 5 

In a haunted jewelry box 

where a small diamond chip ring

-a Christmas gift in 1979 

from Santa –

marked for a granddaughter 

when she turns 13

used to be snuggled tightly between 

the pillowy foam ring folds

there is a story 

that cannot yet be told 

 

Not Yet 4

In a haunted jewelry box 

where a teardrop gold-set onyx 

with a K (for Kim) in diamonds 

once hung on its long gold chain

inside the wooden door 

a gift from parents at Christmas 

to bestow to a future K

there is a story 

that cannot yet be told