Today’s Post, Pretty Things and A Poem

04 Jun

Today’s post brought me a small packet and a card from a friend with whom I used to work. She has seen my glass pieces and sent some earrings for me to use. I have already put three of them into designs and will show you when they are complete.

Card from June

The earrings are perfect for the way I use them Thank you so much, J.

It is 26 years since my Mum died on this day, 4th June in 1993. Last year at this time I showed you some lovely photos. This year, here is a poem I wrote some years ago when challenged to write a 26 line poem, each line starting with the next letter of the alphabet. It was one of those moments. This one is for you, Mum.

As I was walking along the
Clutching my shoes,
Dipping my toes in the water and
Expecting to meet a
Just had to
Kneel in the sand,
My fingers so tightly they became
Odd, how the
Passion of grief
Quits only to
So suddenly and unexpectedly.
Then it’s gone again and I’m left
Uplifted by the
Vision of the sea she loved,
X numbers of
Zimming across the waves………..



14 responses to “Today’s Post, Pretty Things and A Poem

  1. Bhagyashree

    September 27, 2019 at 6:18 pm

    Such a splendid poem reflecting a serene sorrow. And a different writing style to add another flavour to it. Great post! I enjoyed reading it. 🌸

  2. Heyjude

    June 5, 2019 at 12:32 pm

    Such a lovely poem. Sometimes poems write themselves.

  3. Sandra

    June 5, 2019 at 10:30 am

    Beautiful poem. So poignant and yet uplifting.

  4. utesmile

    June 5, 2019 at 6:10 am

    Lovely poem, Sally, grief does not go away but we learn to live with it. It would be my mum’s 93rd Birthday today (5.6.19). I am thinking of our loved mums. They are so missed! Hugs to you!

  5. nrhatch

    June 5, 2019 at 2:37 am

    Beautiful poem. It reminds me of the sentiment expressed in this poem:

    It’s so curious:
    one can resist tears and ‘behave’ very well in the hardest hours of grief.

    But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window,
    or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed,
    or a letter slips from a drawer . . .

    and everything collapses.

    ~ Colette

  6. Hil

    June 4, 2019 at 9:08 pm

    Oh Sally that is so beautiful.

  7. anotherday2paradise

    June 4, 2019 at 6:54 pm

    Beautiful poem, Sally. Grief is always with us, tempered with wonderful memories.

    • mybeautfulthings

      June 4, 2019 at 7:16 pm

      Thank you. Yes, it is and sometimes so raw even after many years. 🙂

  8. John Roberts

    June 4, 2019 at 6:44 pm

    Really loved the poem, Sally.

    • mybeautfulthings

      June 4, 2019 at 6:54 pm

      Thank you, John. Funny how the words just all happened in a very short time and I have never wanted to change one of them. 🙂

  9. Kim Ridgeon

    June 4, 2019 at 6:36 pm

    Love the poem. Evocative images. A serene sorrow.

    • mybeautfulthings

      June 4, 2019 at 6:53 pm

      Thank you. That means so much coming from you. 🙂


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