things kept
things covered up
keeping things
one of a kind
trinkets of time
trinkets of mine
now just a shrine
once tucked away
not to be seen by the light of day
things i kept
as i wept
things covered up
keeping things
one of a kind
trinkets of time
trinkets of mine
now just a shrine
once tucked away
not to be seen by the light of day
things i kept
as i wept
pieces of mine
pieces of time
threadbare thoughts
kept for naught
a ring of love left unworn
lives apart shredded and torn
a string of words left unsaid
love unlived left for dead
a strand of memory left unfilled
might as well have all been killed
things i keep
while i still weep
these are the keeping things
things covered up
keepsakes
pieces of time
threadbare thoughts
kept for naught
a ring of love left unworn
lives apart shredded and torn
a string of words left unsaid
love unlived left for dead
a strand of memory left unfilled
might as well have all been killed
things i keep
while i still weep
these are the keeping things
things covered up
keepsakes
for my heart’s sake...
9 comments:
such beautiful wistful words to go with this lovely wistful picture...xoxo
Your talent and ability to speak what's in your heart continue to astonish me.
greetings, dear linda! so great to have you come by - yes, what more beautiful image than one of waterhouse's? all of his women have such beautifully expressive faces i think - and wistful fits this woman perfectly i think! hope all is well with you and yours there in beautiful californiacountry! ;)
and i am always so humbled by your kind words trish - it's true that i do write what is in my heart but it's really my heart that says it all - and all the voices that live there - in my heart! ;)
HOME-SACK:
BINDLE, BAG, OUTFIT, KIT, SUITCASE, GEAR or BOX... how do you carry your stuff?
Imagine carrying your kitchen pots in a box while panning for rides out on the highway or holding a suitcase, while standing on the side of the road in the rain. People look lost, hitch-hiking with a box and a suitcase is "attirely" out of place. Most hitch-hikers don't even own a suit. When you're hitch-hiking, military garb is good gear to grab but unless you're the real deal, don't over do it.
I carried all of my belongings in a knapsack that I purchased from an army surplus store. The Viet Nam War era piece was contoured and not boxy. Most of all, it was G.I. tough and waterproof. It had a single compartment in the main section and small outer compartments that had rain flaps over the zippers. Yes, I did often wonder about the soldier that wore it, before me. However, riding around the USA, for ten glorious years, on the back of a harmless transient, who was traveling via "SHOE LEATHER EXPRESS", was a noble retirement for the foot soldier's knapsack.
I love the word play. So cool.
Oh, I agree with Andrea above, LOVE the wordplay on this piece.
Lovely and yes there are certain keepsakes meant to keep.
~Calli
i love wordplay too, andrea - in poetry, in everyday life ;)
thanks so much for coming by and leaving such kind words!
well, calli, the thing called love surely does have its own universal language, does it not? - and wordplay, one of my favorite things - i have always loved "words" - written words - words spoken - words unspoken - as here -
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