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The spoon

In a drawer covered with dust
Lay a spoon rusted and warped
Seeping with memories

Gold twisted at the top
Forming a crest
Designed for a baby

Take a touch, let it fill you up
Indents of babies teeth
Warmth to the soul

Memoirs of a happy couple
Essence of love, and hope
The burnt floor creaks

Voices surrounding
Wind closing the door
Speaking to you

This rusted spoon will not be taken
This is our treasure even in death
This is our spirit, our soul

This spoon given
When fruit was in womb
Won’t be removed

The spoon in the drawer eternal
Happy and sad memories it holds.
Forever protected by souls.


— sunscreen, Mar 07, 2010

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magics02

16 years 3 months ago

Sunblocker

Your baby spoon and what a lovely thing to write about and I really loved it, my you have grown in your poetry so much. It is getting better by day. There was only one clitch to word I seen in here This is out treasure even in death (should it be OURtreasure perhaps} This is our spirit, our soul I love this one so and when I hit nominate it came out to 50 percent. You go sunblocker!! love mona
Alice Ember

Alice Ember

16 years 3 months ago

Nice

Nice, poem and I'llhave to know how wins the spoon competion. Keep going your poems are really good. Love, Alice Odi et Amo ( I love and I hate)
Alice Ember

Alice Ember

16 years 3 months ago

Nice

Nice, poem and I'llhave to know how wins the spoon competion. Keep going your poems are really good. Love, Alice Odi et Amo ( I love and I hate)
sunscreen

sunscreen

16 years 3 months ago

Thank you, recently I’ve

Thank you, recently I've been trying to write poems that are not only realistic, but also have that aspect, of fun, and fiction. Though I'm great at showing the emotions, I'm horrible at painting a clear picture.
Seren

Seren

16 years 3 months ago

Alex finally I can call you

Alex finally I can call you something other than The one lol .... anywayyyyyy love your spoon ;) will get on my broom and bang some spoons for then you can come play in tune lol hahahahaha :) big smiles love Jayne-Chloe
sunscreen

sunscreen

16 years 3 months ago

Thanks a bunch Jayne, I’m

Thanks a bunch Jayne, I'm sure your poem will beat mine, seeing as you're taking your time :P If it doesn't I'll be sorely disappointed at you, and thanks for the rhyme make me smile :)
lou

lou

16 years 1 month ago

hi

A really nice sentimental poem lou