Sunday, April 06, 2008

collected clutters-----One Single Impression



amidst the clutter collected over the years
I sit thinking what to discard
what to take

old obsolete LPs without a player
those cassettes which I never got around
replacing, by ubiquitous CDs

books collected over the years
a few yellowing, almost distintegrating
regardless, I hold on to those

nothing else matters that much
in utter chaos of my so-called memories
my home for so many years, is left stranded

"life has to move on and all that blah-blah. is that consolation enough?"

26 comments:

david santos said...

Hello, Gautami!
I loved this post.
Have a nice day.

Ramesh Cheruvallil said...

Hi
So cute thoughts..... expressed in a sweet way..

keep it up

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dsnake1 said...

can relate to this.

hey, i have the old LPs without the player too. :)

gardenpath said...

I had to laugh at this one! You aren't the only one stranded in old ways.

Raven said...

Lovely... I especially like the 4th stanza....

lissa said...

your home is like your memories, you just can't throw everything away

great last line, something from a tired mind who had heard it too many times, maybe?

Lion Chiller said...

yes... memories are all we have!

Nasra said...

Here i am having a big smile..you writing was close to my heart

spacedlaw said...

Very nice piece. I like how you describe the tug of memories.

the teach said...

Wonderful, gautami! A house stranded, I like that! :)

SandyCarlson said...

I don't know if it is enough. But I know the feeling of being stranded with my stuff. Well done.
Writing in Faith: Poems

Noah The Great said...

:D

qualcosa di bello said...

i have never considered the possibility of being stranded among one's memories...your words opened a new door for me.

andrée said...

Oh this struck too close to home. I have been stranded for years in my memories and I think it is time to make true changes, not trivial ones.

Vixen said...

My stuff is just stuff, I tell myself. But it's not. Every time I pick up a random item, I have a strong memory of what, where or when. Even the most trivial items. If I am not careful, I will become a packrat. Thanks for putting into words the feelings I get about stuff.

watermaid said...

This strikes a chord with me. The only things is that much of the clutter belongs to my children who are in Salford (U.K.), Geneva and near Tokyo. The one in Salford has even taken over my garage.

WillThink4Wine said...

Haha. This is great! My Dad is stranded in 1970. He actually still has 78's and 8 tracks. By that I mean, he actually still plays them!

Pam said...

I like the way you worked through the trauma of getting rid of some of the stuff of your life. About 10 years ago, I did the same. It was difficult but somehow freeing. I actually had to pay my daughter to go through all the photos without people and toss them; I couldn't bear to part with any of them.

Patois said...

Yes, all that blah-blah. Nicely dnoe, Gautami!

tumblewords said...

Kinda of laughing! Being stranded with old stuff and thoughts is a little disconcerting but fixable! Like this!

Teri C said...

I think we can all relate to this poem and the clutter we keep in our life. So well said.

Edward S Gault said...

Thank You for stopping by. I like the poem here-We all get caught up in the mountains of our lives. My wife and I looking for a new place ourselves, so we are going to have to give stuff up, and with me-I hate to give up books! Anything but that.

Beloved Dreamer said...

Tami this is great. Wow, you just painted a vivid picture of my bedroom. Good take on prompt

love-Melanie-bd

one more believer said...

what a great post abt stranded.. i wonder why that happens that we collect the clutter.. no matter.. another garage sale looms in the spring freeing my soul/house for pennies...

polona said...

i wonder why it is so difficult to let go of all the old stuff...
this is excellent.

storyteller said...

my house resembles
what you have written of here
clutter everywhere

I’m late to visit because ‘life’ got in the way, but I did publish two ‘week 6’ posts for One Single Impression: Stranded ... one on each of my blogs on Wednesday of last week and I hope you’ll find time to visit. They’re here: Heliocopter Rescue and Polar Bears
Hugs and blessings,