rolling beads

rolling beads

A Poem by Lydia Shutter






i’ve tried to restring my necklace of memories

carefully leaving the beads of you on the table

(a disowning of sorts I suppose)

but there they are again

like time and eternity holding evil hands

walking into the sunset

(or into the ocean to drown)

instead of sweet silence, i hear dutch melodies

an off key dissonance thrumming through my psyche

you know, i thought you left me with nothing

but you actually left me these memories

an ongoing inheritance

so on this balmy september morn

here i am again collecting rolling beads

 

 

© 2016 Lydia Shutter


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September seems to bring a wave of releasing and realising, a gathering of memories and a shaping of us, so I call it :) Those beads will always roll but life has a habit of directing them where they need to be and we piece them together slowly, over time, with new insight and balance, lovely Lydi :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

How wise you are, my friend. Thank you for the review. Lydi**



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oh man! strong and emotive use of the metaphor ..wow!! stringing beads, they have a way of having their own energy ... popping out of fingers so easily ... :( also easy to picture and feel this one .. well done says i! the frustration of blocking memories gives way to acceptance and growth .. i like this poem a lot!
E.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

I am so grateful for this lovely review, E. Thank you. Lydi**
'.. instead of sweet silence, i hear dutch melodies .. .. .. an off key dissonance thrumming through my psyche .. '

Such a wonderful but sort of sad analogy, Lydi.. a confetti of memories strewn careless in front of you. How they scatter as you try picking them up, how each has its own dullness or glow. Have never thought of beads as memories before but, as you frequently do, you've opened a way into a secret part of the imagination.

Nuff said.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

Unlocking a compartment of the reader's imagination is a wonderful benefit to writing, Emma! I am h.. read more
emmajoy

8 Years Ago

Smiling 10+ characters!
Well written and delivered!
I really enjoyed the use of beads and necklace to
memories:)
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

Thank you, James. Lydi**
I don't know how you felt when this one was done, but it is probably one of your best ever, I am sorry, not much of a critique, but this just struck such a chord in me. There are memories in this life we would like to erase, but without them we wouldn't be who we are.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

KL, you made me feel fantastic this morning...and that is no mean feat since we have had a broken Ac.. read more
collecting the beads to repair a necklace that was choking me with the memories of you that hurt so much....we feel, we collect, we collect and feel them again.

j.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

Thank you, Jacob. Lydi**
Whether the memories be pearls or pebbles they always are there. Just waiting to roll in when the mood tips one way or the other. This is such a gem of a poem Lydi. I love the comparisons drawn. Super.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

Thank you so much, Ana. Lydi**
A amazing poem dear Lydia. I liked the idea of rolling beads. Sort of gathering things into one again. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

Thank you, my friend. Lydi**
Coyote Poetry

8 Years Ago

You are welcome dear Lydia.
I love how you "strung" this all together, how the disarray of beads upon the floor mock the virtual mess our lives become to be, for whatever reason.

You brought it together brilliantly, just like you always do! ; )

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

Thanks so much, Kelly. Lydi**
How we want to avoid few memories still they come rolling so true ....love the comparison to the string of beads....so many of them making a beautiful necklace ....few which we don't want still a part of this beautiful experience.... we all try to restring them....but they won't be the same without all beads... just like us.... :) thanks for the beautiful poetry

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

thank you very much, Ria. Lydi**
Bravo Lydi,

Another splendid write in which you have most successfully captured a series of poignant and otherwise significant moments in the form of personal memories and have shared them freely for all of us out here to enjoy. All Good Things, N

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

Always appreciate your reviews, Neville. Thank you. Lydi**
Neville

8 Years Ago

It is always a pleasure to read you my friend

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