Rallentanda

Rallentanda

Monday, March 3, 2014

The Locket



poets united

she wore that locket
for years after he had left
like a graft on her skin

snorkelling in a rockpool
somewhere in the south pacific
the clasp unlocked slipped from her neck

swirling falling through shafts of sunlight
to a watery grave on its way to
a rendez vous with her dead marriage

years later she found herself once again
diving in the same spot
studying the minute transparent seahorses

saw a gold glint wedged in the rocks
on closer examination it was her locket

leaving it there without hesitation
she surfaced immediately
and swam as fast as she could to the shore

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15 comments:

  1. Sumana RoyMarch 3, 2014 at 6:16 AM

    ah..life's miracle...

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  2. M.ZMarch 3, 2014 at 1:56 PM

    Beautiful little story, i enjoyed reading it!

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  3. Sherry Blue SkyMarch 3, 2014 at 4:02 PM

    Fantastic story and I so hope it is true!

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    1. rallentandaMarch 3, 2014 at 5:42 PM

      What kind of idiot swims with jewellery on? Yep...you've guessed it:)

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  4. Brian MillerMarch 3, 2014 at 4:44 PM

    ha. i like her response
    to swim away from it...its a bit unexpected
    but wise not to pick some things back up

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    1. rallentandaMarch 3, 2014 at 5:40 PM

      I had to add a line

      'leaving it there'

      because without it I don't think anyone would have understood the poem

      Hope your are not upsetting anymore book shop owners by cavorting with college gals in their stores:)

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  5. The Way of DodoMarch 3, 2014 at 6:37 PM

    Well, you could have picked it up and flogged it. I mean, jewelry can be valuable. What a waste. It wasn't the "One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them", was it?

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    1. rallentandaMarch 3, 2014 at 8:32 PM

      This poem is beyond a Dodo bird who lives in a Mauritian swamp. Thank you for visiting anyway.Not and never have been a Tolkien fan.

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    2. The Way of DodoMarch 4, 2014 at 2:31 AM

      Huum .... if she had retrieved and the sold the locket the past would have been put behind her. Now she knows where it is and is troubled by its presence, the past is not laid to rest.

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    3. rallentandaMarch 4, 2014 at 3:03 AM

      Sheer doddlepoddle psychology...you are so materialistic:)

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    4. The Way of DodoMarch 4, 2014 at 2:44 PM

      That was spiritual.

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  6. GabriellaMarch 3, 2014 at 7:14 PM

    Incredible story indeed but a bit eerie too!

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  7. MaryMarch 3, 2014 at 7:40 PM

    I, on the other hand, am disappointed that she did not take the locket back...considering it some kind of fate that the found what had been lost! I enjoyed this poem, Rallentanda.

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  8. J Cosmo NewberyMarch 4, 2014 at 2:52 AM

    Sets the reader up and then swims off in a different direction.

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