Today’s prompt reached someplace very old in me, a fascination with names that I’ve had since I can remember. Here’s the prompt: “write a poem that delves into the meaning of your first or last name.” I chose my last, which I share with my beloved, and my two sons and two grandsons.
And here’s the poem it triggered:
a love song for goldensleeves ~
how you were always goldensleeved
no need for the royal blood your mother
claimed or the open purse you gave
so freely. generosity to anyone without
more your heritage than kingliness.
how I trusted this in you, recognised
your golden nature at first glance.
you so clearly transparent no hint
of artifice or mockery, only the warm
sheen of truth, its soft lustre gleaming.
so that when we joined fortunes
I wanted only to be one with that warmth
shine as you do still in all you undertake
all you give, from the softly golden sleeves
of your understanding. all you offer up ~