Day Two – Millefiori

for Anmol’s prompt at Real Toads, Day Two of NAPOWRIMO   To write as if one were an object in one’s room.


“Venice is like eating an entire box of chocolate liqueurs in one go.” ― Truman Capote

millefiori paper weight


a gift from a doting husband on a honeymoon to Venice,
I have been played with by curious childish hands,
held down papers,
refracted sun.
Now I live at the home of the granddaughter
refracting light
and being loved.

**millefiori is a combination of the Italian words “mille” (thousand) and “fiori” (flowers).



13 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Kerry
    Apr 02, 2019 @ 09:09:47

    It is a most beautiful object! Nice to hear its side of the story.


    Apr 02, 2019 @ 09:29:31

    What a fun voice it has!


  3. Sherry Blue sky
    Apr 02, 2019 @ 10:31:55

    Oh, that was a very loving gift. It would be hard to part with it.


  4. sanaarizvi
    Apr 02, 2019 @ 10:46:30

    I love the voice in this poem, Toni! ❤️ Lovely write 🙂


  5. anmol(alias HA)
    Apr 02, 2019 @ 11:10:44

    This is such a beautiful paperweight and I really liked its sweet tale. “being loved” made me smile. That’s the basis of life after all. 🙂


  6. Rosemary Nissen-Wade
    Apr 02, 2019 @ 18:10:54

    What a beautiful object! And beautifully written of.

    (Also, I agree with Capote.)


  7. kim881
    Apr 03, 2019 @ 02:44:57

    A gorgeous gift, Toni, which deserves to refract light and be loved.


  8. priscillaking
    Apr 03, 2019 @ 09:45:45

    What a pretty paperweight (and its poem, too).


  9. Susie Clevenger
    Apr 03, 2019 @ 18:16:38

    Beautiful..I love the fact it is a traveling gift carrying memories and making new ones.


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