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Click hereI never wear it.
The chain is too short,
the pendant would lay
against the hollow
of my neck though I don't
think it shame
or avoidance not
wearing a shield
that says I am
a daughter of Jerusalem.
Grandpa would say
this is who you are
whether you believe it
or not, but he would never
say that because he
carried loss so gingerly,
his balancing act, holding
all those graves close,
enough to make him mute
on the subject
for 40 years.
Bubbe would smile
to know it is the one
piece of family
still close enough
to hold in my hands
or maybe she would cry
because she loved me,
and it is the one
piece of family
still close enough
to hold in my hands.
I never wear it.
The chain is too short,
and the pendant needs to fit
between my breasts,
know my heart still holds them
in there somewhere.
around your neck and lifting your heart.
Bubbe would smile
to know it is the one
piece of family
still close enough
to hold in my hands
or maybe she would cry
because she loved me,
and it is the one
piece of family
still close enough
to hold in my hands.
Very, very good.
Your poem has been mentioned on the new poems review thread for Tuesday 1st of March.
I agree, moving is the word for this poem. I really like how you ended this piece. The only problem I see (IMO) is that the lines need to be worked on, probably lengthened. I feel it would flow better. Other than that, super job! Thanks for sharing.