Make me a necklace of all the time I have wasted.

Forge each bead of lost moment into an exquisite bit of glass, a delicate dazzle of nothingness that fools the eye and teases the senses.

Surround my neck with a glistening noose of empty efforts and squandered opportunities.

Then, and only then, will I turn my back to you, allow you to fasten the clasp, and whisper in my ear that I am beautiful.

Copyrigh 2010

2 thoughts on “CLASP

  1. Hi Donna:
    This one is my favorite of the newest poems. Perhaps its because it is a theme I am working on myself, and so it has a special resonance with me. Perhaps it is because the imagery works so well. Probably it is both….

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