Wednesday, 23 July 2014


those precious moments
are now passed
–  but left behind –
a trace: a glowing ember,

much like, the way that frosted
sea glass imitates a gem, when
it has no monetary worth . . .
for really, it is just,
a fragment of the thing
that it once was
way back then –

and yet . . .

those touchstones
of another time
– the clutter of our happy days –
slowly turn to “keepsakes” . . .
in secret, mystifying ways

The best things in life aren’t things. –
Art Buchwald, American humorist and Washington Post Columnist. 

notes:  the prompt from Poetry Jam this week is "Trash or Treasure". 

"Sea glass" is physically and chemically weathered glass (often from bottles, thrown from boats, that have shattered) found on beaches along bodies of salt water.  These weathering processes produce natural frosted glass which is collected and  used to make jewelry. 

photos:  Keepsakes:  Sewing Room in the Roedde House Museum, Vancouver, and a 1921 Calendar in McLeod’s Books, Vancouver - W. Bourke

© 2014 Wendy Bourke


  1. Sea glass is fascinating.I t holds so many stories of the past shipwrecks. Black sea glass is very rare...poison bottles of the 16th century.

  2. I just read your comment on my own post and realized I had not thought of Art Buchwald in years. I used to read a couple of his columns when I started teaching in high school. Great quote!
    I find sea glass has a special quality to it. Maybe the years off sea rolling. Whatever it is I like to collect it.

  3. a beautifully visual poem and sea glass to me is a great treasure for its hidden stories...

  4. lovely visualisation! those fragments of mirror immatating diamonds are beautiful!!

  5. It is interesting, the slow turn of a thing into a keepsake. My boys bought me a gift once that was inside a box that had that quote by Buchwald on it. I still have the box--it's such a great reminder. Very nice Wendy, enjoyed your piece.

  6. I love the way you make me want to cherish every moment and dive into a box of memories. Beautifully done,

  7. This was beautiful, Wendy. I enjoyed the pictures also. The seating area looks like the windows of my childhood home in Maine. Seaglass is getting harder to find now with fewer glass items and no dumping. I guess that's good, but I miss the seaglass.

  8. I so agree that the best things in life aren't things. I think, Wendy, we have to continually remind ourselves of this. The touchstones that we have of an earlier time are very special indeed. We have to savor them....despite their lack of monetary worth.

  9. Beautiful poem, Wendy... and so true.

  10. Sea glass... Just like many other things that most people regard as trash, sea glass could tell a lot of interesting stories from the past. It is certainly a treasure! Beautiful write, Wendy!

  11. beautiful poem ..sea glass has no monetary value but each has a story to tell..

  12. So true - a real gem always have a memory attached... Very nice write..

  13. Thought-provoking as always. My favorite words:

    the clutter of our happy days

  14. it is not so much the things as much as what they represent...the memories and the moments....without those they are just another thing....for sure...