Friday, May 30, 2014

Collecting Peace


Collecting Peace
©2014 Susan Noyes Anderson

Collecting is a testament
to life already lived––
a witness of the future
still in store.

The past holds value far beyond
the grave in which it lies;
we are wraith-ed in peace and yet left
wanting more.

Our ghosts inhabit weathered woods,
etched glass, revolving clocks––
every tick marks a beginning
and an end.

So we gather warm and lovely things
to comfort and surround,
ground ourselves in new tomorrows
with old friends.

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19 comments:

Claudia Schlottman said...

This poem is just so you! I enjoyed...thanks.

Cait O'Connor said...

This is outstandingly good, thank you.

Karen S. said...

This is completely how I feel. This is you, lovely and charming and spot on.

Grandma Honey said...

You said it well….just how I feel these days. The past is all around me yet it's never enough…I want more of it. So yes I keep "old friends" in my new tomorrows.

humbird said...

Love your attitude...me personally? learning how to let go some stuff, which not working any more...~ Thanks for stopping by :)x

Esther Joy said...

Warm and loving things around us do bring comfort, don't they?

Brian Miller said...

smiles...there are stories in all the artifacts of our previous lives...so many memories...i love junk shops and eclectia...and tomorrow we will make more...and that will one day line the same shelves...

LeAnn said...

Just lovely thoughts; you are just such an astounding poetess. You have such a gift, Sue.
Blessings and hugs for this one!

EG CameraGirl said...

You must be a collector of old and wonderful things. As I grow older, I have mixed feeling about holding onto many items, although I do admit many treasures are hard to part with...so I don't. ;)

yaya said...

I have a few treasures of the past and some things I'm thinking about getting rid of to somebody who'll really enjoy them. I do enjoy antiques, especially linens..but sometimes you just have to say "when"! I know when a treasure can't be given away because I feel those "ghosts" within and know they need to stay!

Dina Lettre said...

I'm all about nostalgia! LOVE this, Sue.

Aurora Hylton said...

I think I've gathered a few too many of those warm and lovely things. I'm a bit of a pack rat.
Thank you for visiting and commenting at The Netherworld.

karen said...

I do love the heirlooms and old things from grandparents and older in my home. They're comforting, reminding me both childhood and also the people they came from. Beautifully written. Please stop by my blog and wish Scott a happy birthday today!

Leovi said...

Yes, we really are our past!

storybeader said...

how sweet! And the music is perfect for your poem! {:-D

Lola said...

Great poem as always - and have a great weekend too!

Donna Tagliaferri said...

OH Sue!! This poem was for me...that is how I collect...from my heart.
Thank you!!

Cristina Pop said...

This is such a great poem! Congrats!

Jenny said...

Your writing always speaks right to my heart!

Clever, clever you!

Thanks for sharing these touching words with us.

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