A tiny jewel rolls in with the tide.
Before the briny pulls it back
I add it to the kaleidoscope nestled in my hand,
whites frothy as foam
and one oh-so-rare cerulean blue.
Surf pounds, sunlight dances
water trickles through my toes
while I pause to reflect on how long it took
rocks and reef
salt and sand
wind and waves
to smooth and gently etch these crystal gems.
Each fragment harbors the epic tale
of a vessel and what it stowed
before Poseidon’s fork broke it apart,
a lover’s note
Jim Croce’s time
or plain ol’ backyard beer.
‘Twas the journey that glorified this glass
not purpose, nor the one who held it last.
I will wrap these gems in silver and wear them
in my hair
‘round my neck
on my toes
as treasure discovered on faraway shores.
Ginger Dehlinger writes in multiple genres. Her poetry and short stories have appeared in several e-zines and anthologies, and she won a Pacific Northwest writing competition with her nature essay, “Last Ride.” Most of her work is set in the West including two novels, Brute Heart (Oregon) and Never Done (Colorado). Ginger lives in Bend, OR with her husband and a cat, both spoiled.
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