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Pawn Shop

It sat with double doors propped open inviting the poor, the sad, the broken Its dusty shelves stuffed and sated with objects – some fresh, others dated I carried my dreams with heavy arms formerly dazzling magical charms Now in tattered cardboard boxes a life in unresolved paradoxes Prized possessions, cherished memories adored as luxurious shiny accessories Their worth besmirched and unfamiliar traded for coins of gold and silver.

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Reason A. Poteet

Date: 4/21/2025 1:54:00 PM

Tough place to be between a rock and a pawn shop. Treasures which are worth far more than the few coins awarded; but reality plays her tricks when money is king. A wonderful write on the subject you chose. Congrats on your win.

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 4/23/2025 7:16:00 AM

Many thanks Reason. :)

Panagiota Romios

Date: 4/21/2025 1:41:00 PM

Congratulations dear friend.,,hard to part with thins we loved that hold shiny memories,and written with trus geart, What I never knew is ..if they are not sold in a week, into a landfill they go. That is sad to me. So I no longer pdo that.. I try and find someone who wants them with no interference! I may be weird but You know that. A child of the stars, Pangie

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 4/23/2025 7:16:00 AM

Thank you dear friend! I don't sell either, I give. :)

David Crandall

Date: 4/21/2025 11:04:00 AM

Great poignant piece, elle. Two songs came to my mind "Junk" by Paul McCartney and "Soldier's Things" by Tom Waits.

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 4/23/2025 7:13:00 AM

LOL Dave. Perfect! Many thanks for the visit. elle :)

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 4/20/2025 11:08:00 AM

Congratulations on your win. I enjoyed reading your wonderful "My Pawn Shop Mementos" write. Happy/Blessed Easter Day......

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 4/21/2025 6:59:00 AM

Hi dear Paula. Thank you for the visit on Easter. I hope yours was energizing. hugs! :)

Margaret Foster

Date: 4/18/2025 4:14:00 AM

Their worth besmirched for crude cash. Nostalgia breaks your heart at times. Beautifully written Linda. Cheers

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 4/21/2025 6:59:00 AM

It surely does Margaret. Thanks for the kind visit and comment. :)

Jerry Brotherton

Date: 4/17/2025 4:32:00 PM

I feel the same way about yard sales. Every item is someone's lost dream.

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 4/17/2025 7:25:00 PM

I think you are right Jerry. Especially estate sales where family is selling deceased belongings. Thanks for stopping by! :)

Jan Allison

Date: 4/17/2025 2:12:00 AM

I had a huge lump in my throat reading this " I carried my dreams with heavy arms formerly dazzling magical charms Now in tattered cardboard boxes a life in unresolved paradoxes. Gonna add this to my faves Linda Alice, :-) hugs Jan xx

Linda Alice Fowler
Date: 4/17/2025 5:54:00 AM

Now, I want to tear up...my Capcha characters are P U B. Care to join me? Thanks Jan - so appreciate your comments and Fav! :)