VII: Silver Gifts#
Of silver gifts that might inspire
what burns in me in red,
the perfect one I sought through mire
to say the words unsaid.
A coin from mint, with shine and glint,
will catch the eye like you.
but pockets empty money spent
while you in time accrue.
A spoon or fork, a candlestick,
much closer still to life,
these things, like you, are what we pick
in times of joy or strife.
A ring is fine, but circles lack
geometry divine.
What shapes are made to trace and track
what forms around you twine?
Of silver gifts but one remains:
a mirror held to face.
For only there in glass contains
what sets my heart apace.
April 2025
Date |
Publication |
Status |
|---|---|---|
April 27, 2025 |
Writer’s Digest Competition |
Rejected |