Day 24

tricket shop

The Trinket Shop in Old Jerusalem

When my soul claps joy it’s
for the bold brilliance of it all.
Of prayer rugs and woven shawls
and the frayed fringe knotted
into crimson and turquoise,
and gold knobs on miniature
boxes with brass hinges,

and look over there
on the brass table,

a wooden camel, its face
looking up toward God,
and wind chimes swaying,
bells knotted into beads,
and hollow reeds that play
tunes with the breeze,
bright gilded keychains,
brass and copper chains,

tapered bees wax candles,
religious symbols, and
long necklaces of jade
and turquoise, pearls
and pins and pendants.
I’m felled by a blaze
of light. I’m felled by
timelessness of incense.

And my soul claps joy
in the old trinket shop

  
 
  
 
image from unSplash. MQ24 Souls clapping PA24 dialogue poem ©️ Misky 2019 It’s November Poem a Day month. These are 1st drafts

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