mementos
richly held
hidden in
fractured chest

big people 
shifting boxes
heavy
light

silenced
a child's fissure
clasping favourite shell
close

swift salvage
in tight world
rescue from
gaping hole




#family #disruption #moving #treasures #mementos #lost #ignored

eleanor-prince

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pradip-chattopadhyay

Absolutely feel your write, having been on the same boat, all of my childhood material mementos are lost but from the mind.

PaganPaul

It can also be an exciting time full of adventure. I guess children take things on board differently.
However, I understand where you are coming from in terms of being passed pillar to post, from one relative to another at age 2. I have never really formed any secure attachments to people or posessions. Childhood can be very disruptive :(
PP

shikaluki

This is very powerful I love the way it&#8217;s written. I can relate to this so much especially since I get attached to things easily:(

mmildbeast

Odd that the treasures we hold onto as children exist still in our adult bodies. Profound little things that we pick up later in life to blow the dust off of and evaluate after time has made that less painful. Well done.

emmackenzie

LoriJonesMcCaffery

Having just moved to a different state, this rang all my bells. I had to part with Auntie Flo's big old easy chair.  To big for the new house and upholstery in tatters. It broke my heart.  I still wish I'd brought it anyway, even if it was just out on the patio.  so you know how much I loved this poem.

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orion-schwalm

Audenim

MaggieMagnolia

This gave my heart a holy.. .being the child of an ACT in the RAF, many a move was made.Not always easy :(

shanath

I have moved houses once. I was young and I remember being sad, almost scared as if the walls in our new house won't accept me. But time can do strange things. I did visit my old place again and it seemed that I no longer know it. The walls there appeared darker, the rooms somehow sinister. I guess a house is made home by the people's lives in it and once the people leave the 'home' vanishes, the house waiting to be occupied by new people. A home is an extension of ourselves, our lives and I think fear and sadness is the appropriate emotion while vacating a part of ourselves but time gets us through it all.
An excellent piece!

frances-e-mcclelland

Exquisite, in style and theme...and something that can resonate with many who've moved around a great deal ! Very poignant, Eleanor !

elizabeth-balise

Moving is so traumatic,  being stopped by memory as you pack.

13CC

I have never moved from my home before but I know I would be horrified if I had too. It is so very true that compassion would so important during that time. Little mementos would be so soothing. Nice poem.

kim-johanna-baker

So beautifully expressed Eleanor, I remember moving twice as a child and found it most distressing. You really captured it with the boxes and memories.. tyfs..kimx

jeff-stier

christopher-victor-russon

Excelent poem Eleanor moving is a traumatic time
Especially for a child.

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Dawny53

I've been reading your poems and I have to tell you this is one of my favorites. It is worthy to mention that your topic alone deserves respect and I admire you for writing about it. I admire your ability to convey such strong feelings with few powerful words.

sally-a-bayan

emil-1950

yes, ALL of that. you expressed what lurks in  the mind, esp when leftover from childhood. we, all of us, have little kids hiding behind our hearts, inept at all things adult but of course we are! I so often think of myself as a 12 yr old trying to make her way through an adult world so your poem struck a nerve. pkus it's a good poem so there's that! :)

paul-anthony-hutchinson

You are using interesting words. Chest , fissure....I meet so many refugees and their good, hard working and sweet children. They have had to run with nothing but documents and one doll.....it is the friends and grandparents they lose that .....well , we adults know that those are not as replaceable as they might seem

JulieannJonson22

South-by-Southwest

My father was in the Air Force so we as a family were constantly on the move . To this day I do not kow how many schools I went to . Sometimes as many as six in a year . So I had no time for special momentos or toys as my life had to be stuffed into a bag ready to go in an instant . What I had were the memories of all the places and people I had been to and met . I had no roots to my early life which has haunted me to its day and being traumatized every time I moved has made me resilient and adaptable to whatever life throws at me . Having nothing physical of my early life remaining allows me to let go of the unimportant and hold close and cherish the really important things like love , friendship , and spiritual blessings .

Excellent write Eleanor 
So true I certainly relate.love this on.

byron-hoot

The poem is the moment of seeing a life packed to move from one place to another.   Resonates.

removed.-drkn

Children need other children to understand them, and your poem stands out to be a great reminder to all adults to preserve that child inside so as to be good parents. Thanks for sharing, Eleanor and congrats on the Daily!&#10024;

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charlesc

Nice piece...various constrictions need loosening....Thanks, eleanor...

DifferentDevils

This is wonderful, had a hard time picking it apart at first but I eventually got it.

removed.-blsh

Perfect - captures the moment and feelings.jr

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rkane

I know many who went back to visit their old schools as adults, to recapture some of their  memories. I think it&#8217;s a way for one to re- member with the past. . The loss of innocence  hurts as well and for me anyway, I went through a process 
of gathering up the past, so as to be more comfortable in the present. 
Not easy but definitely cathartic. 
I&#8217;m sure we all have different experiences. 
Good poem and brought back different memories for me. And congratulations Eleanor. 
Peace

reena-sharma

Your words "Big people shifting boxes heavy light" for me, not only signified the physical box shifting but also that emotional one. I suspect this was intentional on your part which makes this poem outstanding!!

chrisNoir

As for your notes, yes, but parents are idiots.