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Sponsor: Constance La France    10/21/23

Junk

"Nothing haunts us like the junk we didn't buy."
                                                   Anonymous

"I should keep this," I always say
"I might need it some other day"
Where I put it, there it will stay
That's just my way   That's just my way

Stockpile of junk is what it's called
Trinkets but nothing that has crawled
All over the house, they are sprawled
Hubby appalled     Hubby appalled

At first, it was just a junk drawer
Until my 'things' fell to the floor
"I'll stop."  I promised and I swore
I still want more     I still want more

It's a collection of clutter
"Yes, but they're all mine." I sputter
Even that old broken shutter
And golf putter     And golf putter

I've no room to walk in my house
Not space enough for a lil' mouse
Couldn't find my favorite blouse
Mislaid my spouse    Mislaid my spouse
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Hamilton Avatar
October 27, 2023 at 2:27 PM
A fun write, worthy of your win, congrats Lin!
Lane Avatar
October 28, 2023 at 9:04 AM
Thank you very much, JD.
La France Avatar
October 27, 2023 at 7:23 AM
Lin, your poem is delightful and congratulations on your win in my contest, well done, Constance
Lane Avatar
October 28, 2023 at 9:04 AM
Thank you ever so much for honoring my lines, Constance.
Goldsmith Avatar
October 25, 2023 at 12:11 PM
Congratulations on your win. I really enjoyed reading your creative/fun "Junk" write with the wonderful picture/quote. "Love It" Have a blessed/great day writing away....................
Lane Avatar
October 28, 2023 at 9:03 AM
Thanks for your loyal following of my poetry, Paula. I DO appreciate you.
Croft Avatar
October 24, 2023 at 9:17 AM
Congratulations very nice
Lane Avatar
October 24, 2023 at 3:35 PM
Thank you very much, Karen.
M  Avatar
October 23, 2023 at 1:50 PM
Hehe l like this Lin! Ive watched the program Hoarders on T.V and for so many its a real destructive addiction and so sad! Keep looking for that spouse….he may be wearing a muscle top wink wink!! Ha…..Hope you are well my lovely…..Debx
Lane Avatar
October 23, 2023 at 3:26 PM
Lol Deb. Have you been peeking in my window? Thanks for liking my write.
Scott Avatar
October 22, 2023 at 2:22 PM
I had a word for this year which was 'simplicity' .. still working on it tbh. Lin, I hope you find your Hubby :) Nice humour on this poetry..
Lane Avatar
October 22, 2023 at 2:36 PM
Hmmm… maybe that’s why I no longer have a husband. Life is simpler without one. Thank you, Sam.
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October 22, 2023 at 7:02 AM
Hoarding really is a psychological disease Lin, I agree most of them would rather mislay a spouse than their worthless tat, A really intelligent and well thought out poem, tongue and cheek perhaps, but one with some real home truths, an excellent piece, cheers David
Lane Avatar
October 22, 2023 at 2:35 PM
I watched that show once and never again. It’s terribly sad that people value so many useless things. Thanks for your comments, David.
Faulkner Avatar
October 21, 2023 at 8:54 PM
My hubby is the one who accumulates too much stuff, you should see how many Amazon boxes are in our living room! Love your last line too-
Lane Avatar
October 22, 2023 at 2:32 PM
I used to hold on to things but moving is a cure for that. Thanks, Michelle.
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