“boxed relics”

Written for:  The Twiglets #251 - "boxed relics"

Box discovered
in Mom's closet
held treasured
photos and letters
from Dad.

Wish I knew
what became of
a box containing
a braid of my hair.

she smiles
as wooden box is opened
small jade Buddha

            He was fascinated by boxing
       joined a line of would-be's all jostling
              for amateur night,
             anyone could fight.
       They jeered, 'Relic', yet he won–moves outstanding.


About purplepeninportland

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.
This entry was posted in Purple's Home and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to “boxed relics”

  1. Misky says:

    Love the box with Buddha. ❤️


Comments are closed.