Honing Values

Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub:  Open Link Night  #202 (posted by Bodhirose)

(I had written this poem for Bjorn’s prompt citing Pablo Neruda’s non-rhyming sonnet, but never posted it.)

I remember a black ball slapping a wall,
and strong legs like knives cutting through water.
I remember your caution on the beach
to beware of jellyfish glistening on sand.

I remember skeins of pastel colored yarns
that your needles knit into blankets for babies.
I am filled with aroma of sweet and sour
stuffed cabbage rolls simmering in a pot.

I collect memories like jars of seashells,
turning each one over. Colors fill my mind,
allowing me to absorb more clearly, lessons of childhood.

Easier now to pinpoint your teachings,
and be cognizant of values gleaned.
I write this to thank you, though you both are gone.

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I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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36 Responses to Honing Values

  1. Marie Elena says:

    Lovely and touching piece!

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  2. lillian says:

    LOVE LOVE LOVE this line:
    “I collect memories like jars of seashells,” It is fantastic!
    Enjoyed the entire piece….memories flood our minds at times and we think in our heads our thanks to those we’ve loved who have passed on.

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  3. kanzensakura says:

    Excellent! I loved this bittersweet poem. Even though they are gone, I still believe you can talk to them. This touched me deeply.

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  4. “I remember…” So sweet and so sad to remember but so thankful for the ones who left the memories and their values. Just soooo lovely,Sara

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  5. I do love how you go from metaphors into the real memories of someone missed after the volta – really a great poem…

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  6. Very nice – love the juxtaposition of the baby blankets and the cabbage rolls – yum. Thanks.

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  7. ‘I collect memories like jars of seashells, turning each one over. Colors fill my mind, allowing me to absorb more clearly, lessons of childhood’ … love the wisdom in this!❤️

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  8. MarinaSofia says:

    Wonderful memories captured like seashells in a jar, with real colour and specificity. Plus you made my mouth water with those stuffed cabbage leaves (we make them too in Romania).

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  9. kim881 says:

    Simply stunning, Sara! You’ve tickled my senses with this poem. I particularly love:
    ‘I collect memories like jars of seashells,
    turning each one over’.

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  10. annell4 says:

    I love this! Yes, sometimes things are clearer in hindsight. Memories like jars of sea shells, I especially love!

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  11. A beautiful tribute Sara, you can continue to show them your gratitude throughout your life and they will be smiling back at you :o) xxx

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  12. Frank Hubeny says:

    I liked the remembrance of and thanks for the values your parents (I assume) left with you.

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  13. Easier now to pinpoint your teachings,
    and be cognizant of values gleaned.
    I write this to thank you, though you both are gone.

    It is most appropriate to reflect on memories to maintain that semblance of stability for the future!
    It shows good responsibility and good thinking, Sara!

    Hank

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  14. Bodhirose says:

    It says a lot if our loved ones are moved to write words such as these about us when we’ve passed on, Sara. Something tells me that they both know how much they meant to you…so very touching and sweet.

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  15. I like the comparison of memories and seashells, “turning each one over.”

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  16. Grace says:

    I have jars of shellfish too ~ We hear their voices clearly as we get older ~ Hopefully we take head of their wisdom, even if both of them are now gone ~ Good one Sara ~

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  17. MYRNA ZACH says:

    so true and oh, so well said

    >

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  18. A lovely tribute, Sarah. They would be smiling.

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