On Facebook today, someone shared on of my favorite videos, featuring beaches covered with sea glass. I am very fond of sea-glass – the idea of hard edges being softened down
by ocean … and when I run across a piece on one of our Oregon Beaches, I tuck the treasure home.
I first saw the video when my baby sister, a photographer, posted it in April 2014. Within a few days, my NaPoWriMo Challenge challenged me to write “about something hard”. I
realized that this sea-glass was an appropriate addition to my unrequited love theme …
so let me share the original NaPoWriMo 2014 Day 16 draft here …
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Sea glass cannot send instant messages
of how it misses you and still loves you;
there’s all the things that it is not,
no digits flexible to press the buttons,
no voice to send through the air.
It has been broken, ground down by the waves:
no longer shiny and transparent,
no longer a vessel for your lips.
Sea glass, through prized and collected by some,
no longer can reflect sunlight;
it has been dulled, though some say softened;
it has been tossed, though some say polished.
It can no longer be gathered in your arms;
it is too hard to sleep with.
In truth, it is no longer a useful object;
good only for adding to potpourri
or sitting on a shelf to remember a once-sunny day;
but still … sea glass misses you and still loves you.
It’s just too hard to say.