A Collection of Slumbers
Sometimes it is best
to consign
certain treasures
to secret drawers …
words ..
books ..
sacred artefacts
twigs
strips of old linen
and memories
of past lovers even …
Then leave them
to gather dust
and a fine age patina
but never
ever forget them
and when you
need to feel a pulse
show them sunlight …
Until then tho’
let them sleep
in contented oblivion …
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Author:
Neville (
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My treasured corners are full of such mem'ries as your relatable verse today so well portrays - - - love this one to pieces - and what a great title ................x
............................ why am I not surprised ... and thank you kindly and true dear lady Fay ............ x
I'm an inveterate collector of bits of old rubbish which I somehow came upon during memorable moments. You have just told the whole of my story.
.......... I sincerely apologise and can assure you, I wont do it again .............. 🙂
I forgot all them gals I met. I've cupboards bursting with...love-letters?!
Now make up your mind, Orchi - have ya met them or not?! lol.
.......... You really must remember never to forget them Orchidee, not a single one .. but now its out in the open .. I suggest you go lock yourself up in a vault somewhere and hope one day somebody finds a cure ...................................... N 🙂
One of my ex's had a pair of secret drawers, on special occasions she would open them and show me her secret artifacts. I could describe them to you but that would be indiscreet.
Wisdom in your words sir. Again, words of life from one who has lived them.
......... They say it takes one to know one ... My word I'm glad you are one of us DA ...... Cheers my friend .......... Neville
So many memories abound within drawers and cupboards, they are so important in our lives.
Andy
.................................................................................................................... spot on GF0 ... cheers ..
those bittersweet memento's
some, as physical objects
but most: mere remnants, hidden
in those winding memory aisles
of our once
most cherished moments...
a wonderfully paced write my friend, a great read
.................. You got it LB .. I knew you would .. thanks a million and then some my friend ....
Great poem . Like your words )
I am absolutely thrilled that you should think so Rose & to find them a year after they were first posted makes it even more special ................................ 🙂 x
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