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flip flops images from google dot com

SANDY FLIP FLOPS

A treasure, the sand between my toes;
Washed from my flip flops, with a length of hose;

Such fun days, pearled in sea shells on the beach,
And other such like ones, hoarded within my reach;

Rocks to climb, mountains steep to gaze,
while frangipani redden, beneath the sun rays;

I treasure such memories of youth.






sorting groceries
the crumple of plastic -
empty bags for trash

*

sorting groceries
the crumple of plastic -
empties now trash bags

--gillena cox


Revisit
pile up
garbage
taste of



i am blog hopping today at Poetry Jam the prompt is "treasure/trash"


42 comments:

  1. Lovely words. Flip flops are fun to wear on the beach.

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  2. Yes, trash and treasure within your reach and our hearts. Very nice.

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  3. Happy you dropped in Hazel

    Much love...

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  4. Thanks for dropping in Alan

    Much love...

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  5. I enjoyed the glimpse into your memories of youth, Gillena, not least because they sound so exotic to me who come from a place where you hardly wear flip flops because the weather is too cool.

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  6. Thank you Danesh

    much love...

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  7. Thanks for your appreciation Gabriella

    much love...

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  8. I like your memories of the beach. A treasure for your mind. Nice writing.

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  9. I'm just back from the first part of my summer holidays...and I spent them almost entirely in flip-flops... great times, and you bring them back to me :) (Now I'm back at work wearing normal shoes)

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  10. Yes sand so casually washed away is indeed part of a treasured memory. Thank you for visiting my blog.

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  11. Thanks Myrna

    Much love...

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  12. Happy you dropped in Frieda

    Much love...

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  13. Thanks for your appreciation Peggy

    Much love...

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  14. Our memories of youth are indeed a treasure. Interesting how everyday objects/places can trigger our memory and whole concatenation of images and remembrances are brought into our mind. Lovely write, Gillena.

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  15. Yes, memories are treasures.

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  16. Beautiful beach scene and splendid haiku!

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  17. Beautiful capture with a lovely cadence. Wonderful writing, Gillena.

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  18. thank you Gillena for sharing this treasure with us...love the haiku set :)

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  19. Thank you for your appreciation Nicholas

    Much love...

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  20. Happy you dropped in Laurie

    Much love...

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  21. Thanks Rallentanda

    Much love...

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  22. Thanks Wendy

    Much love...

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  23. Thanks for your appreciation Sumana

    Much love...

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  24. the sand between my feet... the shells from the beach .. all treasured for a while and later discarded!! beautiful!

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  25. What a nice memory! I can relate...Thanks, Gillena!

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  26. Wonderful memories.

    broken flip-flop
    the hot sand
    on one foot

    Adelaide

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  27. I loved the childhood memories poem, but I also liked the two renditions of the bags, from carrying treasures to bags now carrying trash.

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  28. I love poems about childhood memories. And sand between the toes, I think, is a very special one. I had to look up 'frangipani,' as I hadn't heard that word. But when I found out it was also called plumeria, I KNEW what you were talking about - as I have seen plumeria in Hawaii & love them. Always keep your memories of youth, Gillena, and keep preserving them with poetry.

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  29. Thank you for your appreciation Arushi

    much love...

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  30. Happy you stopped by Humbird

    much love...

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  31. Nice; thank you for sharing Adelaide

    much love...

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  32. Thank you for your appreciation Mary

    much love...

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  33. Flip flops and the beach...a time to be treasured! Nice one Gillena.

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  34. Lovely poem, Gillena! I really enjoyed it.

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  35. that's a nice treasure of youth..loved this one a lot:)

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  36. Thank you PL

    much love...

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  37. Thanks Minerva

    much love...

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  38. happy you stopped by Arathi

    much love...

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  39. Thank you for your appreciation Donna

    much love...

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  40. Beautiful memories.

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  41. Happy you dropped in Gail

    Much love...

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