A Pocketful of Marbles
By Ewan
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Aggie
short for something
short for her age
looked like something
that wove patterns
like the alley
Alley
with her alabaster skin
and patterned clothes
corkscrew, spiral, snake
onyx swirling on
her tie-dyed clothes
Cat’s Eye
every bright colour
solid in the glass
no brown-eyed girl
always landed stopped
splendid in the grass
China
glazed exotic
sometimes a dragon
or a pagoda
if you were unlucky
just a pentagon
Common
Dull and mud-like
no sheen or glow
I played with these
how not when
I was common too
Pearl
beautiful skin
glowed in pocket
or hand or next
to plainer ones
sometimes broken
Red Devil
never saw one close,
nor held one
in hand or arms
always kept away
by the bigger boys
Steely
hard and escaped
from machinery
or machine-made
kept for games
with tom bowler
Keeps
with marbles
and in life
some games
are played
for keeps
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Comments
This is so charming Ewan and
This is so charming Ewan and even though not just about marbles, I'd forgotten how there were different kinds! I wonder if it's stil a thing?
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Hi,
Hi,
This is so original: I really loved it!
hilary
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Such a well-crafted lovely
Such a well-crafted lovely poem.
Mark Heathcote
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