An Unfinished List

A “PAPA” coffee cup
Not quite as old as
Those who gave it to me.
An old metal stapler,
Part fastener, part weapon.
27 pencils which
Can never be found when needed.
Notes, scribbled cursive
The hieroglyphics of the elderly.
A seven and one half pound,
Dust covered, Dictionary/Thesaurus
A Poetry for Dummies manual
A collection of “mystery folders”
That I am afraid to open
An heirloom collection
Of paper clips
The scent of bacon
And pancakes….
Gotta go.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Goldsmith Avatar
August 5, 2023 at 1:23 PM
A great/fun write. Sounds like my place but with a “mom” coffee cup. Let's Eat... Hahaha!!! Have a great day writing away..........
Lane Avatar
August 5, 2023 at 8:43 AM
The call to write amid all of the old desk paraphernalia, including a dust laden book equal to the weight of a newborn, cannot win out over the call to breakfast by the tantalizing scent of bacon. I can't eat pancakes without a side of bacon! Room at the table for another hungry mouth wanting to be fed? Your list can wait.
Brotherton Avatar
August 5, 2023 at 7:21 AM
Nice one John. We all have our collection of things that have special meanings for us that others see as just a pile of junk...now I'm hungry for bacon and pancakes. Have a great day.
Ashley Avatar
August 5, 2023 at 7:18 AM
Dear John, your lighthearted pen captures a life long on years and witty wisdom. I especially loved "Notes, scribbled cursive / The hieroglyphics of the elderly." lol! It is fast becoming a lost art for sure! A wicked awesome poem full of relatable moments and smiles. Bacon and pancakes -yum! Warmest wishes, my friend.. ~Susan
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