BOXES, BUNDLES, BAGS
By kheldar
Thu, 04 Nov 2010
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A charity shop
But one of many
Just the place I work...
Midst boxes, bundles, bags.
Every day donations
In every shape and size
Books & knickknacks, shoes & clothes...
In boxes, bundles, bags.
‘Thank you very much’ say I
With gratitude, with smile
Yet sometimes sadness lurks behind...
These boxes, bundles, bags.
Why these shoes untraveled?
Why this dress unworn?
And why a book "To Nana"?...
Midst boxes, bundles, bags.
How came they to wash up here
What lies behind their gift?
Flotsam? Jetsam? of a life...
In boxes, bundles, bags.
COPYRIGHT D M PAMMENT 4th NOVEMBER 2010
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ah its sad too the odds of
ah its sad too the odds of pairs :(
"I will make sense with a few reads \^^/ "
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:/ thats not much help or
:/ thats not much help or maybe it is actually :)
"I will make sense with a few reads \^^/ "
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I liked this, I'm a big fan
Permalink Submitted by russiandoll on
I liked this, I'm a big fan of charity shopping and I like wondering through the stories of all the items on the shelves and racks too. Very inspiring.
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It's sad isn't it. remnants
It's sad isn't it. remnants of someones life, rendered anonymous, bundled up in bin bags. I once found a whole photo album full of sepia and B&W photos of what seemed to be a whole family going back generations. I couldn't bear to throw them in the rubbish, but who would want them?.
I thought of tracing them but without a surname it was impossible.
Still, empty cd boxes must be good for something..:}
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Love the repetition, David -
Permalink Submitted by MistakenMagic on
Love the repetition, David - makes the poem flow really well. I worked in a charity shop very briefly last summer - and I asked all these same questions!
Magic xxx
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