Emptying the boxes

by Justin Groft   Jul 6, 2005


I empty another box...

clothes from a different fad
lists of things to do i never did
baseball cards and do hickey soos
just little things i never thought id use
i stand these memories up on end
little bits of home I've carried with me all my life
i empty another box...

a collection of tapes dust covered and sounding
a picture of my father with hair left wilting
a gold medal ribbon from a first place standing
and a simple thought of you
left dancing on my textured ceiling
i empty another box...

i could go on with this
but then id never begin to finish
its hard to pack up and go
when everything you've ever had is all you know
i guess its just me this time
I've emptied all the boxes.

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  • 19 years ago

    by paperdoll

    Moving away, moving on... Excellent flow to the poem, strangely satisfying descriptions of material memories that seem to fit like jigsaw pieces into an identity. The unsettled sense of emptiness at the end closes the piece perfectly.

    Reading this has improved my night. Cheers.

    -paperdoll

  • 19 years ago

    by Ashli

    omg! this actually almost made me cry! it makes me think of having to go on to college and leaving everyone behind, and it just....ahhhhh! nice job! keep it up!!!

  • 19 years ago

    by No Motiv?

    great, great, GREAT poem. Absolutley breath-taking. I've always enjoyed the simplicity of poetry, and this is a perfect example. Your talent shows brightly through this single poem...absolutley amazing.

  • 19 years ago

    by Mich

    You have a great way with words. Your poem really flows well and it makes alot of sense.Your style of writting is different and i really like it!!

  • 19 years ago

    by Tom Swart

    wow Justin - you have a great way with words. you are an excellant writer and have such good ideas - keep it up bud

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