They appear to be glass beads, very old glass beads that spent considerable time under less than ideal conditions. Excavated from somewhere, perhaps. One wants to touch them, hold the bunch of them. I expect they are cool in the hand. That is my guess. xo
The ghost-whispers of blueberries faded from sight of milk, sugar, and a blue willow one-handled cup. Of course, there was never a spoon; one scooped the entire joy in the fingers splayed tight to palms so as to catch the last splashing drippings.
Glass beads - old sea, cool in the hand. Saskatoon berries a feast for the eyes but not for the mouth. Frogs' eggs, anticipating tadpoles. Ghost-whispers of blue, berries faded from sight, quiet company for willows and a one-handled cup. Fingers splayed, open palm. Splash. Drip. Dreams of a glass fish.
Thank you, Marylinn, dbs, Susan, Solo and Antares C - C
They appear to be glass beads, very old glass beads that spent considerable time under less than ideal conditions. Excavated from somewhere, perhaps. One wants to touch them, hold the bunch of them. I expect they are cool in the hand. That is my guess. xo
ReplyDeleteThey remind me of Saskatoon berries. They look delicious although I suspect they are definitely not for consumption.
ReplyDeletefrogs' eggs.
ReplyDeleteThe ghost-whispers of blueberries faded from sight of milk, sugar, and a blue willow one-handled cup. Of course, there was never a spoon; one scooped the entire joy in the fingers splayed tight to palms so as to catch the last splashing drippings.
ReplyDeleteBeach glass.
ReplyDeleteRoe from a glass fish?
ReplyDeleteGlass beads - old sea,
ReplyDeletecool in the hand.
Saskatoon berries
a feast for the eyes
but not for the mouth.
Frogs' eggs, anticipating
tadpoles. Ghost-whispers
of blue, berries faded
from sight, quiet
company for willows
and a one-handled cup.
Fingers splayed, open
palm. Splash. Drip.
Dreams of a glass fish.
Thank you, Marylinn, dbs, Susan, Solo and Antares C - C