Runnin' on Full
An empty nest
was not meant to be
bloated closets leak
matter meant to keep
drive-by gifts and
things handmade with heart
what ifs line the walls
with shelves for dodgy items
cached for dubious tomorrows
frames for maybe paintings
like overfed zippers
cupboards crave two closings
garage does dual duty
holds crazed dishes, endless odds
stuff and stuff everywhere
empty nest ~ an idle threat
Original watercolor.
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Susan this is lovely
so many possession we accumulate
in life!
Pamela
It's hard to free oneself from attachments!
You have done well to describe the accumulation of the 'stuff of life' which certainly adds up with time.
Wonderfully written poem! Throughout life we just accumulate so much stuff, and it can be hard to become detached. Great post!
-Weasel
love 'dual dusty'
Love 'dual dusty'
words well tumbled as usual susan....thanks for sharing
words well tumbled as usual susan....thanks for sharing
I'm impressed with the ending. Indeed, it does add up to an empty nest! Lovely, Susan.
smart words.
I can relate..
half-way through
an idle threat love the spirit of that spoken... how we love our possessions yes... this floats like a butterfly singsong kinda way... oh, and that watercolor awesome... especially so the colors.... yeah, yeah, i'm liking it...the whole thing...
'what ifs line the walls' - wonderful!
I really love this poem. The juxtaposition of empty and full is what we all learn to live with.
The lines "bloated closets leak
matter meant to keep" reflect the state of just about every cupboard and drawer in my house.
"empty nest - an idle threat"
do I detect a touch of wishful thinking?
Lovely...I especially like lining the shelves with dodgy items. Clever and interesting.
~Brenda
Hard to throw away memories...
Like overfed zippers,cupboards crave two closings...
What a talent you have sue, this is so well written. You've nailed the subject, spot on!
It's amazing that the stuff we (and I) crave turns into such a problem.
It is so very hard to give up our possession, I do it periodically, but then just seem to acquire more!
Also, to make the decision of what to keep and what to toss can be daunting...
You nicely captured the random in the stuffness of our lives. Lovely word play: crazed dishes, endless odds - delicious!
I particularly love thisL
"...dodgy items
cached for dubious tomorrows
frames for maybe paintings "
Very nicely done!
well done! I am going to clean my closets now...;-)c
Dear Tumblewords: How I can relate being in that phase of my life now. It is daunting and the idea that it is not suppose to be "empty nest" is why I must have been stuffing to the rafters for years. Why? Was I waiting for that day when my world is finally empty. Truly I wont admit it now. It is full. See? But I am still going to fill it with a housefull of love and then get a new dog! Great poem! I particularly love this line;
"cached for dubious tomorrows
frames for maybe paintings"
Par excellence!
Nicely crafted poem. I like the lines "like overfed zippers / cupboards crave two closings."
lovely done!
;)
I felt the piles of things looming over me as I read this :). My fave lines are "what ifs line the walls" and "cupboards crave two closings".
Love this description and the idea of "drive-by gifts".
I have "bloated closets" and "dodgy items". Like the "idle threat" surprise.
I think that is an amazing piece of writing! Thank you.
Wow - packed full of feeling. I can almost see a squirrel in the tree by the house, hoarding some nuts . . .
The stuff we accumulate, some holding past memories, while others holding hopeful memories. Very nice.
It's funny, reading this after wandering into my daughter's room for the first time since we dropped her off as a college freshman this past weekend. What she took and what she left say so much about her.
A fine poem, with a good surprise ending!
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