A Collection of Slumbers

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 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 …

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Your title is so evocative of all the ways a collection of slumbers can heal. Your poem tiptoes thru the most delicate balance between cherishing memories & yet keeping them in a safe place where we won't dwell on them. Removing your poem from the realm of romance, this is an exquisite metaphor for how it feels when all the painful stuff is healed, but not forsaken (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Neville]

..... that insight you got is well worth holding onto Margie .. thank you for encouraging me ... (KEEPS) always, Neville

[Poetic Beauty]

Treasured artifact from books or something that reminds us of a past lover tucked away safely until we need to feel their warmth. Great visuals and very true.

[Neville]

thank you kindly and true PB .. a much appreciated visit ...

[emmajoy]

With a collection of slumbers hidden away ~ valued, guarded, cherished and all.. there's that special knowledge that it will never hurt you by fading or crumbling, Those slumbers are loved. Beautiful.

[Neville]

it takes a lot to make this old fella smile these days .. but you can bet ya boots.. write now I am smiling .. thank you emmajoy n truly :)

[Chris Shaw]

That place of yesterday's, where the mind travels when it is restless. When it can't sleep and those treasures take on a new shine and you just have to get them out. Hold them in your hands, touch them, smell them, read them, run your finger tips over the writing and smile. They may not exist physically, they may be of a different time, they may be of people passed but they are gold dust. In the mind or like some of mine in my lingerie drawer, they are gold dust. Treasure to me, while of no value to many. I really like this poem.

Chris

[Neville]

....... thank you Chris for this encouraging & otherwise heart-warming review comment ..
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....... thank you Chris for this encouraging & otherwise heart-warming review comment ..

[Just Kim]

profound piece really, i enjoyed this Neville

[Neville]

......... I like the fact you took time to visit and consider little scribble .... many thanks JK