Sparkle

Sparkle

A Chapter by Robin
"

its simple really

"

that sunny day

 

we knelt together on our treasured beach

 

seeking moonstones and opals ...

 

and between my finger and thumb 

 

I held a grain of sand

 

and let it sparkle before your inquistive eyes

 

and watched it quietly, slowly

 

glisten into a memory   

 



© 2011 Robin


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you write like nicolas sparks, only more realistically

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You create a beautiful vision and place to be with your words. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


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All the small things. Great write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Awe...I see it shimmer now and disappear into my head. Lovely memory.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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simple yet brilliant. memories are made of these.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is poetry...love it!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

infinite beauty in an infinitesimal speck.

Gleaming short piece!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

There's treasure indeed in these lines, none so precious as the message passed unspoken between the two people.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robin, there is an ultimate sign of love here - One that is etched within the walls of a memory that will last forever.

A beautiful eight line prose that just sparkles

Art

Posted 13 Years Ago


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This is like a tiiny pearl that comes from that little grain of sand. Sounds like a truly lovely memory. :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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