My morceaux de moi

 

My morceaux de moi jar

Pieces of me

Wrapped in mirth and bronze

each one the lowest cost but it all adds up

when you’re in it for the long haul

I topple the jar and a spew of coins

lay spread across the bed sheets

Rummaging through

recalling how each one came to be

lifting the oldest penny

it’s value the same as the many others

a slow rub over the surface brings forth the shiny newness I once knew it to have

holding it to the light

starring off past the golden days reflected in my eyes

“there was a place and time my dear friend.”

A year maybe five of my life that I gave

for the sake of the age old adage to learn and grow is human nature

Flipping the penny with a flick of my wrist

watching it sail away spinning fiercely into the air

but always falling back to my hand again

because it knows

I am home

And I know

when the days come

that I walk a little slower

look a little more frail

talk a little more steady and sure

I will take my place upon a wooden chair

Carved in craftsmanship

Reminant of my melodic years

rocking serenely

with a vapid cracked jar cradled in my arms

ready to share the stories it holds

with those who have the ears to listen

and the heart to care…

Reviews

[SPINNING ON that dizzy ..]

This is fabulous! I love the images it brings... that wool gathering, that smile of memory with a tear in your eye, the hopes, the dreams, the wishes, the reality..... all that is our life, all the patches, all the quilt squares, all the scars, all the photos.... this is very moving and I like the way you sum it up to - that when you shake it out at the end - the ones that matter will be there, they will be a part of your life.... in one way or another.

very good

Kath

[Rain]

Loved it. I like meloncholy/philosophical lines. This is good work. Rain..

[Pink Poison]

Great imagery! I love the way you've used coins in a jar to express so much more. This is a wonderful poem. I am happy to read more!

[Michael X]

This is beautifully written, the feelings of rememeberance, the heartfelt meaning, the aspect of pondering the past- the future, as well as placing view from future perspective toword the present, in many ways this writing works well, the detailed

imagery, clarity, the form, as well as editing is nicely laid thoughtout, creates sentimental feelings, and brings into light, what life is about and what happens in general as time passes, One can visualize the coin flipping in the air, as time

stands still and the pondering thoughts of life that come into view between
a flip and a fall, I enjoyed reading the colorful- dimesional feature your words offer.
Take Care, Mike

Favorite Lines:

Wrapped in mirth and bronze
each one the lowest cost but it all adds up
when you’re in it for the long haul
I topple the jar and a spew of coins
lay spread across the bed sheets
Rummaging through
recalling how each one came to be
lifting the oldest penny