A tiny porcelain dish

blue bowl 1a
photo by Sylvia

i am a tiny porcelain dish
painted over a hundred years,
i’ve overheard passionate whispers,
witnessed happiness and tears,
held silver rings and sparkling things
that were ever loved and dear–
now i have landed here,
cradling an old quartz crystal,
in the quiet morning light–
a midnight perch awaiting
the flight of night-time sprites

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