a bracelet of cowslips and oxeyes,
meadow flowers of summers long
gone. Her refusal to add pimpernels,
rubies among silver and gold, surprised
me. But she was drawn with childish glee
to sunny dandelions and buttercups
that cast a buttery glow under her chin.
So many seasons of bracelets twist
around the couplet of our wrists.
Kim M. Russell, 7th April 2020
Susie’s prompt takes us back to 7th April 2016, when she asked us to write a poem about a bracelet. She shared quotes and extracts for inspiration.
I’m merging this prompt with Kerry’s Skylover Wordlist, sourced from Dylan Thomas’s poetry collection Deaths and Entrances, from which the seventh word is ‘refusals’.