She keeps her roses in a treasure chest

She seeks the roses of a faded youth
and saves them deep inside her treasure chest
its wheels could play a madrigal of truth
but all she hears is sunshine when it’s best

Her eyes are diamonds in a faded sky
she’s barefoot hopscotching on wet concrete
and has forgotten all that’s when or why
she smells the orchards of a car’s back seat

Her tousled hair recalls the ponytail
with ribbons tied by mother’s forceful hands
she smells the honey in a bread’s gone stale
but she’s forgotten all her actress plans.

The shopping cart she’s pushing to her home
among the dumpsters she will find her tomb

Picture from wikimedia commons

Picture from wikimedia commons

Linked to Imaginary Garden with real toads, where Marian wants us to write about a person stuck in the past. Somehow this made sense to me… and I wanted to try my hands at a sonnet again. I also link this to Poetry Pantry

December 28, 2013

39 responses to “She keeps her roses in a treasure chest

  1. ohhh, lovely sonnet! this speaks volumes to me. i really dig it. you make the form look easy (and i know it is not). love this melancholy piece. well done.

  2. This is really good. You kept me guessing until the end as all the memories of a the past boost the morale of the subject, until we find out the ironic present she finds herself in.

    Your sonnet form is perfect, with subtle rhymes that never take centre-stage.

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  5. It’s a very sad poem. I guess there are many women like her, who go out to the big bad to make a fortune but end up in penury. She’s a very strongly sketched out character. Great poem.

  6. I love it when things go bad. The first stanzas so flowery and sensual, then boom “forceful hands” and then a tomb. Always nice when a poem takes to an unexpected place–even a tomb.

  7. This is very different from all I’ve read by you. This is a touching and very gentle story, too.

  8. Very, very thoughtful. I have an actor friend who to put it simple is very broke. Good looking, talented, fifty something, there is so much courage in living a dream and never getting there. You touched a chord there.

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