Shop

Get Back to School with Redbubble – Shop Here! or Win Stuff Here!

Faded Blue Spade and James Taylor

A new day always brings new oxygen to the lungs of the dreamers in life and this morning was high-octane breathing.
The battle scars of love rubbed against the knowledge that savoring his love was not a wise choice. Placing all the wonderful memories with loving precision in her care basket and with spade in hand she headed for her beach that was her private harbor.

The charge of ions as the waves caressed the sand fanned her body with welcome tender relief. Paul Kelly’s “Love never runs on time” played slower in her mind than it should, each line serenading a beggar man’s truth; there are no illusions in poverty.

Her spade was blue with faded yellow stars from too many days of being left in the sun but it still had some digging left in it. She had some discoloration in her heart but it would not stop her from loving life. Digging into the sand the cooled sludging mix of wet sand piled into turrets which were smugly thudded flat reminiscent of childhood scenes. A smile was there on her lips …it was bittersweet.

Looking at the memories that had made her heart jump over mountains of misery she took each one and kissed them. What was there to do but keep them safe in the shoreline of her secret beach far away from her heart that suffered a mis-beat from gazing too long into the mystery of it all.

She turned Paul off and James Taylor took his place on her stage. He waited for her cue to sing Fire and Rain
Her love for him still lived for it would never end no matter how she buried the memories…

© K S Hardy 2009

Currently unavailable for purchase


Faded Blue Spade and James Taylor by 


I spy with my little eye something starting with L …

Tags

beach, love, harbor, kiss, memories, childhood, secret, dig, bittersweet, ache, bury, forever, dreamer, james taylor, paul kelly, arcadia tempest

Feelings and words fall on to the page
Sometimes they bite back
Sometimes they tug on our sleeve
Sometimes they have a cheeky grin
They stay once a page has found them
Words are faithful to us even in the dark

View Full Profile

Comments

  • H Maria Perry
    H Maria Perryover 4 years ago

    Wonderful metaphorical story. :-)

  • Thanks for your comment …appreciated indeed. :O) XX

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • umbra
    umbraover 4 years ago

    sweet symbiotic symbolism….

    you’ve got a friend

  • I love that song…..thank you x

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • Christie  Moses
    Christie Mosesover 4 years ago

    so haunting and beautiful……xxxx

  • Thanks Christie…appreciate your words..xxx

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • JaneSolomon
    JaneSolomonover 4 years ago

    Never a truer word spoken. Wonderfully insightful KS. xx

  • We love and fail and we keep loving….we are indestructable?? No….just willing me thinks..xxx

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • lupa
    lupaover 4 years ago

    the last line just dropped me……what beautiful imagery…I love this xxx

  • Lupa….hi…and thank you for being here to feel this with me…xxx

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • greeneyedlady
    greeneyedladyover 4 years ago

    _She had some discoloration in her heart but it would not stop her from loving life. _

    okay, this one’s gonna make me cry when i finally let myself think about….unbelievable….i read you and realize, i’m not the only one….

  • Ahh darling Lisa…you sure are not the only one….XXX

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • Solar Zorra
    Solar Zorraover 4 years ago

    Absolutely beautiful, KarenSue…………the imagery was perfect as always and personally brought to mind my memories of someone special. The song made me cry. XXX Solar

  • Fire and Rain makes me blub like a baby too…..it can hold so many meanings that are poignant and take us to that place of deep remembering. Thank you for coming along to find some memories….xxx

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • littlestmonkey
    littlestmonkeyover 4 years ago

    I love this….you took me right there :)))

  • Hi….thank you for being here….and then going with this…:))

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • Gregory John O'Flaherty
    Gregory John O...over 4 years ago

    I enjoyed that !

  • Gregory…I enjoy your visits :))

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • Lisa  Jewell
    Lisa Jewellover 4 years ago

    Oh my Darling,

    Such love will always remain as you say no matter how deep you bury the mementos. As clichéd as it is, time really does help…or at least it lessons the excruciating ache that threatens to peel your heart each time a thought of lost love enters your mind.

    This I know.

    Much love to you. xxx

  • Time….do you have a clock with a fast dial on it? Patience is not on my list of virtues….it was and I rubbed it out…silly me..
    But I am re-writing it back in….slowly but surely and in long hand..xxx

    – Arcadia Tempest

desktop tablet-landscape content-width tablet-portrait workstream-4-across phone-landscape phone-portrait