Sunday, June 5, 2011

Porcelain



Dime store porcelain:
dusty veils disguise your worth
-- Nana's chipped blue cup


© Judith C Evans 2011

[Written for Haiku Heights prompt #46 -- porcelain]

16 comments:

mindlovemisery said...

This is beautiful I have always loved used Dime store in my poetry I use it frequently

Mary said...

Often value is not in the monetary.

Old Raven said...

I think that truth in a poem always makes that poem just about perfect. This is beautifully penned Judith and appreciated. I so enjoy coming here for I love the photo in your header, banner ... whatever it is called. It is so sweet.

booguloo said...

A tear with my coffee.

Judith C Evans said...

Thanks for visiting and commenting, everyone. I like to write poems about personal, everyday things--like a treasured old tea cup.

bttrflyscar said...

this is great Judith!

pr910 said...

i just loved s one...it is simple...but so evocative....one can just visualise the scene, smell the musty odour of the room, see the dust on the porcelain! aptly described and used!

Margie said...

So loved this, Judith!
Beautiful!

Judith C Evans said...

So glad you all read and enjoyed the poem. Have a great week!

Elizabeth said...

My mother passed away just over a year ago. I find myself simply holding some of her possessions on occasion. It does bring her back in some way. Beautiful haiku.

Elizabeth

Judith C Evans said...

Thank you, Elizabeth. Treasured objects can keep us connected with loved ones.

Jingle said...

cute,
beautifully done.

Judith C Evans said...

Thanks, Jingle,glad you stopped by!

Jo Bryant said...

wonderful imagery

John Greenwood said...

Thanks to Mary Kling's roadmap from Poet's United I happened upon your pleasant blog. I was scrolling down peacefully when this simple little Haiku caused my brakes to squeal. Oh, those simple hunks of life. How they stir the spirit at the strangest times...

Judith C Evans said...

Thank you, John! I enjoy the challenge of trying to say so much in very few words.