Touchstones

Touchstones

 

I’m looking for

I’m always looking for

Something small and elegant

Like a Fabergé egg, perhaps

Or an egg-sized trilobite

The larger things

Belong in museums

Where we can see them safely

Mostly

Hoping crowds can keep themselves at bay

They can’t

 

I’ll take my palm-sized treasures

Though, like moon rocks, the Fabergé

Would be too much

I’ll take my fossils

Or a stone polished by water

Or the found things

I’ve made into tableaux

Enjoy retired moments

Before I go

Outside again

 

C L Couch

 

 

Photo by Kunj Parekh on Unsplash

 

Homely Patterns

Homely Patterns

(touchstones)

 

The textures look good,

Fetching shadows made by

Leaves that brush

Morning panes;

 

Utensils drying in the

Countertop basket, like

Bright soldiers

At ease

Anticipating dress parade;

More

 

Things lined up above

The sink, ordinary

Items as

Remembrances:

 

Symbols mean the whole;

Here hopes rest

In half-light perceptions

And

First-morning moments