The Medallion
By Tasha W
[not published yet]
Intricate, inimitable, invariable
More precious than pure gold;
‘swish swoosh swish…’
It could never ever be sold
Musty, dusty like a disintegrating book
But no, its inner beauty indescribable
‘swish swoosh swish…’
A loyal friend settling tears and conflict
Sending good luck into the air
A perfect princess portrait
‘swish swoosh swish…’
The salience of my dreams
A jade pendant carved with care
A single character ‘fu’, a word of wisdom
It’s the sound of the ropes of the dangling medallion
From the heart of the family…
‘swish swoosh swish…’