The red Jacket

In my attic, in a dust-leadon trunk,

I found an old red jacket.

It bore wrinkles and smelled of mothballs.

In one pocket, I found an old smile.

But in the burdomesome years since I last wore it  

I found it no longer fit.

In the other pocket, I found joy.

But it too felt out of place.

I'd worn them both out long ago

through the process called life.

These days, I'm more likely to find 

stress, anger, worry,

as well as wrinkles on my face that

multiply each year.

Someday though, I'll find that old jacket 

whose pockets were filled with hope, 

happiness and inspiration.

They're somewhere in a trunk called belief. 

Reviews

[Clif]

Apports can appear out of no where. They are sometimes associated with ghosts, or from another dimension. We all would like to find something with karma and grace, having hope, happiness and inspiration. Your poem is some good writing.

[Tim]

Thanks very much, Clif. :)

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Creative expressive write. I enjoyed this read. I wonder what's in my pockets.

[Tim]

Thank you.

[Chris Shaw]

So sad that joy has gone walking, only to be replaced by sadness, stress, anger and worry. Attics can conceal many memories. Some more painful than others.

Chris

[Tim]

Well said. Thanks Chris.

[Chris Shaw]

Welcome.......

[John the Baptist]

Many things are stored in our attics. That is why we should clean them out from time to time.

[Tim]

Agreed, John. Thanks for reading.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and I think someone might have taken that trunk to Goodwill....
It really hurts deeply when smiles and joy no longer fit us...
I do think those old jackets can be patched and the pockets filled with joy again.
Wonderful metaphor here, Dark.
j.

[Tim]

Thanks for reading, J.

[dw817]

Age mellow us, Dark. That's what I've seen with life. And yes in many cases you must abandon the old and embrace the new to find the newfound smiles, the joy, the hope, happiness, and inspiration.

Here's hoping you find the jacket that suits you as you progress through the next parts of your life.

Poem well written. Rating: 100/100.

[Tim]

I appreciate your comment. Thank you.

[Yashika]

Beautiful poem and, the title is intriguing.

[Tim]

Thank you. :)