Rusty nails in a cardboard box.
What did you see worth keeping?
I’d like to know.
I remember your hands – they shook
when holding old things as if mesmerized,
and I wonder
what treasures your mind created
out of rusty nails and old strings?
What poetic notion
let you dream beyond the dust?
What golden vision took you there?
I need to know…
Rusty nails in a cardboard box
a poetic legacy, words to a song…
oh, had I asked you then… I so need to know.
Carmen Ruggero ©2009
a beautifully jeweled box to add to my treasures from Caramino.
T h a n k . y o u ., L u v !! <3 'Pea' <3
What did you see worth keeping?
when holding old things as if mesmerized,
out of rusty nails and old strings?
What golden vision took you there?
a poetic legacy, words to a song…
Erin
Your beautiful writing stirs the soul..one so can empathize with you.
hugs and yes! so good to have you back!
thanks,
Gina
Edwin
Love,
Eileen
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(((HUGS))) love and prayer, Karla. :(