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Junkyard Haves

A chorus of boxes hums tonelessly on high rafters where unwieldy boxed and stocked memory realms squirm under drowsy dust just beyond my sight’s reach. On my journey, family, romantic loves, places and friends have deeply dipped me twisted then spun in bleary pieced feeling conditions that time tossed dark-shelved from my vision. But around does come moments of poignant grabs that hoist me thru the dust to see a memory touch and as I sit or lie with it, it seeps my depths inside of it. October 30, 2019

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Gregory Richard Barden

Date: 12/17/2019 5:58:00 AM

I love this! Best wishes and congratulations on your Honorable Mention in Brian's contest, CayCay - keep the ink flowing, my friend! Blessings! :o) <3

Na Na

Date: 12/16/2019 3:04:00 PM

Congrats on your winning poem Cay Cay

John Hamilton

Date: 11/13/2019 6:47:00 PM

Marvelous write Cay Cay, you always have such unique phrasing, it was on full display with this write. Especially enjoyed the interspersed coincidental rhymes. What a treat!

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 11/10/2019 3:01:00 PM

Hello Ca Cay, as i read this poem,I felt tha i was in the junkyard looking at all the items there. have a nice a nice day my friend.

Craig Cornish

Date: 11/3/2019 8:06:00 AM

If I was a multiple placement judge this would be placed much higher but sadly for some I am not. Still, this is very much just as worthy as second place with 10 others and more so. Your poems are never "everyday" and always reach deeper emotions like your final 3 lines allude.

Eve Roper

Date: 11/2/2019 7:41:00 PM

Congratulations on your win. CayCay, in My Favorite Junkyard not a contest I wanted to enter and didn't. Hugs Eve

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 11/2/2019 7:08:00 PM

this has your signature Caycay style I love so much!! Glad to see you got a placement worth something with Craig. I did not even try this contest. Congrats, my friend.

Sandra Adams

Date: 11/2/2019 4:24:00 PM

back to say congratulations CayCay... hugs :)

Lu Loo

Date: 11/2/2019 4:06:00 PM

So glad to see this on the winners list sweet CayCay! Amazing poetry...x:)-luloo

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 11/2/2019 10:58:00 AM

I was intrigued by the title and was equally satisfied by the poem. Well done Cay Cay. Hugs Rick.

Winged Warrior

Date: 11/2/2019 9:57:00 AM

You almost make a junkyard sound neat lol...great entry my friend...best for a win Cay Cay...^WW^ :o)

Casarah Nance

Date: 11/1/2019 8:28:00 PM

I like your words, the descriptions are different, expressive and well done.

Vijay Pandit

Date: 11/1/2019 4:22:00 PM

This is awesome poetry my friend..well beyond the bounds of ordinary, CayCay. I am saving as my FAVE.

Sandra Adams

Date: 10/31/2019 8:56:00 PM

I love this CayCay...the boxes sit and gather dust, but sometimes we peek in those boxes and feel the pain or happiness... great write my sweet friend... hugs! :)

Chris Green

Date: 10/31/2019 8:50:00 AM

Wow, she pops back in just to leave a jewel for us to find in this dusty cluttered poetic attic called Soup. Always a treasure when you write my friend.

Eileen Manassian

Date: 10/31/2019 7:05:00 AM

Yes, I often love to open up those boxes to relieve memories....to lie with the and forget the passage of time. Thanks for this nostalgic piece, dear.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 10/30/2019 9:13:00 PM

This is an amazing poem, CayCay. The images you've depicted are so familiar, so authentic, for who among us doesn't have these boxes put away and forgotten, unwieldy stacked, on some obscure shelf? And yet, the memories in them are so tender. The complexity of your phrasing, moreover, had me reading this several times, to glean all the meaning that I could from it. Bravo. Warmest wishes, Gershon