pinkGLASSbeads

pinkGLASSbeads

A Poem by DaniElle LaPointe
"

Yes it's about you.

"

on silver strands

the length of this necklace

draped over the fullness of my breast

lavalier sans pendant

Miriam Haskell slash femme rose

some square

some like crystal

some quietly encasing memories

sweet

candy cotton-like

reflections of times gone

  

the bead I twirl when pensive

the tiny round one

inside of it 

small fondant like fleurs

white blue yellow petals

swirled with green attempts of vines

and the little girl in me

wants those flowers to be

free from the enclosure

of the airless sphere

a panic sets in momentarily

then I think of pink

youth

           CHEEKS 

                         blush

and I remember you again

and where you are

and where you may someday be

twisting these thoughts

between my ring finger and thumb

 

I choose pink for reasons

silent

       unshared

                   intimate

                               real 

pinkGLASSbeads

this infinite loop of introspection

and it is so very appropriate

that it rests near my heart

© 2023 DaniElle LaPointe


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With considered words, dramatically but gently laid, you have converted the inanimate into something both magical and utterly meaningful. There are special this and that hinted at that do indeed have a voice that whispers to its owner. Doesn't always happens, but.. it does and you have proved it, DanieElle

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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With considered words, dramatically but gently laid, you have converted the inanimate into something both magical and utterly meaningful. There are special this and that hinted at that do indeed have a voice that whispers to its owner. Doesn't always happens, but.. it does and you have proved it, DanieElle

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I must admit, I love a good rhythm and reading your poem aloud was very soothing, the words followed on from each-other like they were perfectly chained although you did not make use of a classical structure. I enjoyed your every line. It was pink, it was beautiful :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


This poem seems too private for me. This experience seems meant for the writer and subject. I feel almost like a peeping Tom because it's a personal moment.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Sometimes an object is just an object, and sometimes it’s so much more. I this case, the poetical nature of memories encapsulated within those ‘pinkGLASSbeads’ burst out to form a piece of poignant beauty – well done!

Posted 11 Years Ago


What a beautiful sensuality shared in moments over sweet reflection. You always demonstrate an intimacy with words... emotions encapsulated in spheres of thought. It's why i've always been drawn to your poetic inspirations. Thank you, DaniElle. :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


This is my kind of messing around...simple, unadorned, but not at all trivial. You've paced this one well and the format serves absolute function and really helps amplify your voice. I really enjoyed this. Not sure i understand the purpose behind the formatting of pinkGLASSbeads....but whatever. It's a beautiful piece.

CM.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A very nice use of description. Allowed the reader to wander into thoughts. I like the description of the beads and the feeling create by their touch. No weakness in the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Your verses are hot. You've brought deepness to the most simplistic of actions and created a relationship between jewelry and emotion. Definitely unique and well penned.

Nice work!



Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Love the word play of necklace, neck/lace... sexy.

The picture is really perfect: a girl lying supine, with thoughts of another--a longing, a fantasy, a wondering, and even a finding oneself trapped in a world not unlike the one these still-life tiny flowers are in--a realization that brings anxious feelings. But:

'then I think of the pink
blush
and I remember you again
and where you are
and where you may someday be...'

Lovely write.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You write some lovely free verse DaniElle. This is lovely, flowing and evokes clear images in few lines.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on April 21, 2013
Last Updated on September 18, 2023

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DaniElle LaPointe
DaniElle LaPointe

Calgary, Canada



About
I have returned to my first love, poetry, since the death of my only sibling Aaron. I write poetry, fiction, and non-fiction. I like to explore grief, loss, and the healing process. I write as things .. more..

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