Tarnished Gold
It’s apparent I’m replaceable. At least it is the shout
that you moved in my replacement as soon as I moved out.
I hope that you remember as you stroll down your new path
that your former roadway contains an aftermath.
The heirlooms of our marriage include three children who
don’t share my intention of divorcing you.
They need a proper father and you’re the only one
licensed to address them as daughter and as son.
On the heirloom ring you gave me on our wedding night,
the chimera of your family crest really wasn’t quite
appropriate, though made of gold polished shiny bright,
An ass head on a serpent’s body would have got it right!
Tenth prompt for the poetry scavenger hunt hosted by A Different Perspective. Write a Golda or incorporate words related to gold into a poem. Is it cheating that I used a poem written six years ago?
(I know gold isn’t supposed to tarnish, but apparently it sometimes does. Perhaps it wasn’t authentic in the first place?)
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
I love this poem, regardless of how long ago you wrote it ❤
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Good one Judy.
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Great one Judy
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Pinchbeck was an early “fake” gold, and there was an old expression -“I thought it ( or he or she) was gold, but it was only pinchbeck.” Clearly, he, and the Chimera on the crest were only pinchbeck.
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With an explanation, that would make a great title for the poem. Thanks, Lou.
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Gold doesn’t tarnish but it does get dirty, to continue your metaphor.
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Yes, exactly..
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I like how you ended that one.
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Judy thanks for contributing to the scavenger hunt! The when and where of this poem’s composition doesn’t matter! Your poem is quite effective!! “An ass head on a serpent’s body…” is often an accurate description of an ex-husband (at least that’s what saintvi would say)!
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