Feeling poetic today! I just wrote this....enjoy.
Dust forms on these artifacts
Screaming of all you left behind
Just foreign objects to me now
Leaving a whirlwind of pain
Big blur
Trinkets of promises
Broken and tarnished
Hunting no longer
For that sacred vow
Nothing more to find
Dust forms on these artifacts
Screaming of all you left behind
Just foreign objects to me now
Leaving a whirlwind of pain
Big blur
Trinkets of promises
Broken and tarnished
Hunting no longer
For that sacred vow
Nothing more to find
poeticparadox:
Love the imagery and the deeper metaphor each object holds. It's a read more than once poem, which I love, it makes the reader stop. think. reread. Short and sharp, I enjoyed it! Thanks for sharing 
Now where's my birthday poem? lol
Now where's my birthday poem? lol
writeboy:
Going through shoe boxes of old stuff can bring up the same thoughts in me too.