Sun Kissed Days

Sun Kissed Days

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Treasures


The box of jewels 
is dressed with 
green velvet inside.
The box is home to
the leaves and shells
that you gave me.
They chatter all day,
 when the house 
is silent
 I listen.
The leaves remember the 
taste of rain.
They whisper of spring
and children in the park.
They whisper of vines
crawling,
 bathing in the sunlight.
The shells tell tales
about mermaids with 
wavy hair
 floating on seaweed
frolicking in the waves.
The pail was full 
when we walked along
the sand 
sharing summer days
on the island. 
Your hair smelled
 like the salty sea.
I took a deep breath
taking it in
like oxygen 
to carry me through.
I chased the days
as they slipped away
like water rolling through my hands.
The leaves and shells chatter
and I remember
magical yesterdays.





30 comments:

  1. Oh, this was so lyrical and beautiful and magical, ayala.

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  2. Lovely poem of reminiscing, Ayala. Those leaves and shells, I am sure, bring back wonderful times. TREASURES to breathe in and savor whenever you want to....or need to.

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  3. ha. i love the magic you gave those shells....and the leaves...the little totems of the days you spent together and the adventures...we have much the same of our boys.....

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  4. Ayala, I like how you brought the things into the poem as characters of your memory. Very effective.>KB

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  5. The way you brought live to leaves especially was fascinating.. I could even smell them... really love it.

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  6. The little things found can sure bring joy around

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  7. I love how you had these treasures talking, communicating. That's what they do, don't they? Delicious.

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  8. I enjoyed the glimpse into your precious box and the little conversations the leaves and shells have. How nice that for you they evoke 'magical yesterdays'.

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  9. Very nice...those summer memories with our kids, oh yes, I draw on those to carry me too...

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  10. So poignant remembering long gone days, especially those spent with our children who now are grown. This poem really speaks to me!

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  11. We wrote of the same shells, smiles ~ I love the part of their chattering and your listening & remembering the magical yesterdays ~

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  12. Lovely in that you remember the treasures but also the human components as well. Enjoyed this poem, thanks for sharing.

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  13. Magical, indeed. This is sweet--a word I don't usually use but that's what it is!

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  14. Nostalgic and alive with magical memories of yesterday's child, a joy to read!

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  15. Ah the memories of childhood contained in these little bits and pieces.

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  16. it does fly like a breath - time and change with loving memories

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  17. The chatter of the shells ... Nice repetitive image, you really brought this to life! Poignant and loving.

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  18. I like that each yesterday can be a treasure...savoring life a day at a time..nice.

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  19. your poem is a sweet capture of memories lovingly held

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  20. A wonderful treasure of leaves.

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  21. no treasure more precious than memories

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  22. This poem made me smile, oh, so much :)
    And I love that photo.
    I was looking through some old photos of my son yesterday and wrote him a little poem, I will give it to him when he comes to dinner this weekend.

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  23. "They chatter all day,
    when the house
    is silent"

    I love those lines.

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  24. it is quite special...these memories held inside each tiny (or not so tiny) keepsake. very precious write.

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  25. It is remarkable what we can put value in, project personality into; nice use of imagination & memory to take the prompt head on; nice job.

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  26. I love the whimsical tone of this poem. And your last line conjures an enduring image.

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  27. I love how each of the treasures has a story to tell. Beautifully written!

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  28. Loved how you brought about the visuals in your words ... very scenic :-)

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  29. You said that so much more beautifully than I...but we are feeling the same thing! Lovely!

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