What is it there beneath the lid,
creaking wood of memories crypt
remembered scent and sound of days
so far gone by,
useless bric-a-brac hovering
on the edge of a thought
almost forgotten,
but not quite yet.
Are there stories in there lurking beneath dust,
has it been ages since the light has seen
these images of yellowed tattered remnants
of broken hearts and letters from loved ones
now gone into the ethereal skies
waiting without another chance to be,
or to whisper a final goodbye.
Are there fragile pieces wrapped in silk,
tucked in gently lest they break from handling,
a feather from somewhere on travels afar
or rocks in shades of mysterious caves,
reds and grays,
stacked upon books saved for rainy days,
what treasure is there
buried in your mind,
words left to find
to write,
to live a life of their own
to be shared,
to be gathered and loved.
Thank you and hope you’re having a great Sunday!😊
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awesome, both of them, thanks so much for sharing. I think we all have a treasure box in one form or another and we keep that which is important or sacred to our souls within, sharing it at times with others, cleaning it out as needed and touching the contents to remember. Peace and blessings, K ❤
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This poem resonated with me because I’ve written about my treasure box which incidentally looks very similar to the image you’ve used. I thought I’d share it. I’m reminded to check up on it again. Another interesting point is that as in your Blog name, I remember now that I have a little bottle of patchouli essential oil in there. Here are the two posts:
https://chevvy8.com/2016/04/20/day-19-poets-billow-challenge-my-treasure-box-speaks/
https://chevvy8.com/2015/10/25/my-treasure-box-of-things/
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Soooo many treasures in life, some days I wish we could tuck them all away💕
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My favorite part was the idea of the treasure chest holding sounds and smells of the past, just like in our memory, not really there, yet very tangible.
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i just emailed you ❤ be well my friend and saying prayers, I know how hard this has been on you and now even more sorrow and sleepless nights wracked with worry. I know you, be strong ❤
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Love this one kim
Getting words to objects
Of years gone by
I’m having puppy problems
At the hospital now waiting to get her,didn’t sleep so well last nite
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