Monday, September 04, 2023

Theft Story -- a Poem for Friday Writings and dVerse Quadrille

  Three Silver Dollars


I wish that I could have

My silver dollars back

Never guess where they are

You don't know, I don't know


Wasn't there when they came

Small bath window, slivers 

TV, stereo, junk

Violated my soul


Miss my silver dollars

Surprisingly the most 


Excruciatingly 


Note:  This true, I blame a couple who were selling door to door the night before.  And the first thing that comes to mind when I think of the burglary is my Silver Dollars.  Three I remember, two from Mom's coin stash, i.e., collection, and one given to me--I was an early teen then--by my Uncle Don who had just been to Reno for his first time.

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  - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved 

  - I am linked with Rommy at Friday Writings #93 at   
  - I have opted to not follow Rommy's fine prompt, of inserting "a sense of "smell" somewhere in the poem.  I could, say, "smell of rats"when visiters came to my door.  BUT this would be hard and still end up with exactly 44 words as the form requires.  
  - I am also linked with  for dVerse Quadrille #183 at 
 - Click here to read other's writings for Kim's prompt word, "Sliver"

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21 Comments:

At Monday, September 04, 2023 3:10:00 PM, Blogger Miriam E. said...

Oh this is sad, Jim. How people can do this and sleep soundly at night... I will never understand.

 
At Monday, September 04, 2023 3:16:00 PM, Blogger Kim M. Russell said...

Oh Jim, that’s awful! I’m so sorry that your home was broken into. However, the prompt word is SLIVER. I’ll let you off this time. :)

 
At Monday, September 04, 2023 3:46:00 PM, Blogger Dwight L. Roth said...

Very sad! Too bad those slivers of glass in the broken bathroom window did not cut them and leave some DNA! Well done.

 
At Monday, September 04, 2023 4:44:00 PM, Blogger Merril D. Smith said...

I'm so sorry you had that happen. Such a violation, as well as the loss. Now you'll have to work in sliver. 😉

 
At Monday, September 04, 2023 6:03:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

So very sorry that you had to go through that, they take more than things, they take memories.

 
At Monday, September 04, 2023 10:56:00 PM, Anonymous Melissa Lemay said...

It really hurts your heart sometimes when you lose things. I am sorry you experienced this.

 
At Tuesday, September 05, 2023 12:06:00 AM, Blogger brudberg said...

Burglary can be a true violation... yes I have been through that.

 
At Wednesday, September 06, 2023 1:22:00 AM, Anonymous ben Alexander said...

That's such a bummer, Jim...

Much love,
David
SkepticsKaddish.com

 
At Friday, September 08, 2023 8:01:00 AM, Blogger colleen said...

I've been robbed before. I forget the things taken but not the feelings of such a personal assault.

 
At Friday, September 08, 2023 8:54:00 AM, Blogger Penelope Notes said...

Devastating to be robbed … a violation, indeed! When things go missing sometimes I do find them when I'm not looking. But it sounds you've lost hope your silver pieces will be found. Sadly, there's thieves in our midst!

 
At Friday, September 08, 2023 9:18:00 AM, Blogger Brother Ollie said...

Good poem sir, but what a painful experience.

 
At Friday, September 08, 2023 1:15:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey Jim, this hits the nail on the head very powerfully. It's the personal items that matter the most, despite the overall value...

 
At Friday, September 08, 2023 1:16:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sorry Jim, should have said I'm Scott Hastie - not accepting my URL in the comment field

 
At Friday, September 08, 2023 2:36:00 PM, Blogger Jinksy said...

Never nice to be robbed of anything. Commiserations...

 
At Saturday, September 09, 2023 3:29:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh no. I am so sorry about the silver dollars. When we got burgled it was a silver necklace my mum got me, that I never wore...but it meant a lot. Thing is it would have meant so little to anyone else. I send you all my heartfelt best wishes.

 
At Saturday, September 09, 2023 8:25:00 AM, Blogger Rommy said...

The were rats indeed! Those lost dollars had sentimental value too.

 
At Saturday, September 09, 2023 8:44:00 AM, Anonymous Dr.FTSE said...

Losing mementoes . . . always sad. And sad to think your house was 'cased' beforehand.

 
At Sunday, September 10, 2023 7:32:00 AM, Blogger Debi Swim said...

"Violated my soul" I think that's what resonates the most, the sense of being so disrespected and the violence of the broken glass. Shattering to what we hold dear.

 
At Sunday, September 10, 2023 6:42:00 PM, Blogger Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Oh, NOT nice! It's the sentimental value which makes it all the more hurtful.

 
At Monday, September 11, 2023 1:27:00 AM, Blogger Priscilla King said...

Blankin', bleepin' scags. (That's about as ugly as aunts' words are allowed to get...) Don't they know it's like the special pillows or toys little kids have, or the dare-you-to-break-us dustcatchers old ladies have? Three worn silver dollars--they could have just asked for the money. It's not about the money; it's about the memories your brain linked to the coins. They have no idea.

Can you link those memories to something else?

 
At Sunday, September 17, 2023 6:46:00 PM, Blogger purplepeninportland.com said...

That is sad. We all have mementos we cherish.

 

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