Written for Miz Quickly - Day 27 - Marquee Moment

"Staying with the theme of bringing world events into poetry:

Sometimes in an old movie or television show we catch sight of a newspaper, an ad, a marquee, something that tells something about the times and the life of people then without directly commenting.

Think you can do something like that?"

Though I am not
a pearl person, I 
glance at necklaces
of pink, and onyx
in jeweler's window.

I am reminded of
black and white
television show,
Mother setting
dinner table–sliced
white bread, pitcher
of milk for two
children.  She bustles
about in her shirt
-waist dress, sensible
heels, and a single
strand of white pearls
'round her neck.

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.
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5 Responses to Pearls

  1. Misky says:

    Did your mother dress like that? Mine sure didn’t.


  2. Jules says:

    “Leave it to Beaver” comes to mind. 😀
    (Though there might have been a few others!)


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