Collectibles Poems - Poems about Collectibles

scattered in the sand colored stones mixed in with shells memories in bag...

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My son collected baseball cards; My brothers did, as well. My Beatles card collection Was the female parallel. But there’s an opportunity For everyone to buy – Although it’s hard to understand A decent reason why – Some trading cards that feature Trump In poses quite bizarre – An astronaut, a cowboy And the weirdest one so far – A superhero with a...

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Silver candlesticks and other thingamabobs Of questionable use in these modern times, And riffraff scattered throughout in gobs Most are reminiscent of long-ago pastimes Of younger years spent happily gallivanting Around the globe in search of new ventures Now I spend entirely too much time, daunting, Searching for my eyeglasses or my dentures And trying to figure out how to dispose of The knickknacks...

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Collectibles I stand in the half light and cast my eyes On so many facets of life. Standing, hanging, sitting in disarray, Defined by price and market trends. Things once loved, or cherished, Admired, coveted, or just well used. Everyday things that have seen or felt Or been a party to a family life. They wait in silence for a new beginning. How many eyes...

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Some people of this world live for collectibles. They go to yard sales, swap meets for treasure and memorables. Some go just for the search the thrill of finding their prize. Obtaining is the glory their dreams realized. Oh What ecstasy' A inner victory they find themselves proud. Friends colleagues families shout praises good and loud. A triumph a testimony that...

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