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Yearbook Photo
Her smiling eyes meet mine through time,
so much was gained and lost.
She’d given all she was to love
with no thoughts of the costs.
The silver necklace her father gave
fell across her crystal skin.
What he gave to her in purity
was all she wore in sin.
It must have sparkled beautifully
in that cabin’s warming flames.
As bodies swayed that winter’s night
and dropped all binding chains.
so much was gained and lost.
She’d given all she was to love
with no thoughts of the costs.
The silver necklace her father gave
fell across her crystal skin.
What he gave to her in purity
was all she wore in sin.
It must have sparkled beautifully
in that cabin’s warming flames.
As bodies swayed that winter’s night
and dropped all binding chains.
Published 19th Nov 2021
Author's Note
Staring at my yearbook photo from the spring of my senior year, I feel a little sadness at what I’d already given away so easily. Looking back through the lens of twenty-five years since that time, I wonder how one so young could have loved with such abandon. Yet, even when filtered through all my experiences in life, the college boy I met when our families were stranded together on a winter’s night is a treasured memory. This poem references back to my experience in Fire Never Extinguished.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/435336-fire-never-extinguished/
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19th Nov 2021 2:05pm
Awesome,open and heartfelt
Fantastic write, lovely but sort of sad read
Love and light
Ron x
Fantastic write, lovely but sort of sad read
Love and light
Ron x
19th Nov 2021 2:46pm
19th Nov 2021 3:56pm
We think we would have changed our past but I do believe we would use the same reckless abandoned in molding us into who we are today.
19th Nov 2021 4:06pm
19th Nov 2021 7:04pm
A charming link (no necklace pun intended) of your present poem with the one immediately before it. Can visualise this verse in mind's eye:
The silver necklace her father gave
fell across her crystal skin.
What he gave to her in purity
was all she wore in sin.
The silver necklace her father gave
fell across her crystal skin.
What he gave to her in purity
was all she wore in sin.
20th Nov 2021 1:13am
20th Nov 2021 2:14am
Imagining that necklace dangling made me very excited while reading this, especially having seen your yearbook photo!
20th Nov 2021 11:56am
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22nd Nov 2021 1:03pm
“What he gave to her in purity, was all she wore in sin”
This is a beautiful verse in so many ways. It combines the sense of innocence, regret, and passion all at the same time.
I love the image of a dangling, swaying, necklace at the height of passion…I’ve always found that hot for some reason.
I really enjoy how you take a memory and turn it into poetry…more please!
This is a beautiful verse in so many ways. It combines the sense of innocence, regret, and passion all at the same time.
I love the image of a dangling, swaying, necklace at the height of passion…I’ve always found that hot for some reason.
I really enjoy how you take a memory and turn it into poetry…more please!
22nd Nov 2021 2:09pm
Thank you for your insight. As we write about those details, we can enjoy them again and again. I still enjoy wearing a necklace when making love.
7th Sep 2022 1:54am
Before even reading the poem the incorrect assumption was that the photo was that of your daughter.
Then it was as if you were telling her story and talking about the necklace her father gave her.
In the end everything was cleared up in the author's note.
The girl in the yearbook may be seventeen or so and one wonders how does she feel about the woman she is now?
Then it was as if you were telling her story and talking about the necklace her father gave her.
In the end everything was cleared up in the author's note.
The girl in the yearbook may be seventeen or so and one wonders how does she feel about the woman she is now?
7th Sep 2022 12:10pm
The woman she's become feels good about her life though she would like a few do-overs.
