"Treasure" for Writer’s Island January 15, 2008
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It’s 1959
and I’m sitting
in front of our black
and white Sylvania
TV.
My mom has just rearranged
the rabbit ears
for the best reception
and now The Little
Rascals is on.
Spanky and his friends
are exploring a cave
when they stumble
upon a room filled
with treasure. They
drape themselves
in jewels and pearls,
necklaces and bracelets.
Golden doubloons
drip through their fingers.
My eyes devour
those riches.
I think of all
the luxuries I could buy
if I had that wealth.
It’s 2008
and I’m sitting
in front of my laptop
writing a poem.
I open the treasure
chest of jewels
I carry around with me
and drape myself
in words.
13 comments:
I don't think we had Spanky and his friends over here in England, but I do remember black and white TV in 1959. greeting from one (in my case ex)schoolmarm who likes to write poems to another.
Ain't it the truth. memories like jewels. Nice memory, and closing.
And, hey, thanks for the compliment. Please do use it.
That was lovely! And so true!
This is great! It gave me a treasured smile.
I was born in 1976 and our family TV was a B/W Sylvania. It was on a wheelie-cart. I watched The Little Rascals reguarly, which of course were reruns.
I love how you used the years to turn the poem. It was sharp but not jarring. And how wonderful to "drape myself in words".
oh linda... that sparkled... the ending was more than perfection......
The treasure chest of memories from our childhood are an endless source of inspiration. Great poem.
Having had a pet rabbit, I always laugh when people mention the rabbit ears on the tv! I enjoyed your poem very much
That was so beautiful. You have such a way with words!
This was lovely Linda. Words can be amazing treasures!
What a wonderful treasure your words are - money couldn't buy such wealth!
Spanky and Pete the dog with the ring around his eye ... thank you for making that memory come alive and making me laugh about them all over again ... memories like that are indeed real treasures
Oh, that's great. And so true; words are true treasures.
Glad to see you at the Island! You add quite a bit to it.
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