Junk Drawer

She felt like a junk drawer,
There’s one in every house
Filled with dried out superglue,
Door handles,
Misshapen forks,
Clothes pegs
And small pieces of dowel
That look too important to discard.
Like a junk drawer,
Her head was
A jumble of important things,
But nothing quite whole.
A jungle of thoughts and feelings,
But the right one never to hand;
A sea of broken, out-dated thoughts
Which should be discarded,
But somehow weren’t.
Like the junk in the drawer,
They were allowed to fester,
Take root,
It was an uncomfortable way to be,
But she could not think
How to clear out the junk,
Or control it,
Or replace it with unbroken things;
People never clear out those drawers.
Now she understood why…

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4 Responses to Junk Drawer

  1. I could never have thought of connecting junk drawers to ramblings inside my head. Loved it ! Original and quite unique ! Thanks for sharing 🙂

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  2. I so relate to this poem but instead of having a drawer full of junk I have many cupboards full of junk in fact an entire floor of my house full of junk. Because I have OCD I can’t throw anything away so I actually think it is necessary to keep phone bills going back to 2001, just in case. The only thing that would clear out the junk would be if I moved house. And of course all this clutter has a cluttering effect on my mind as well. http://bit.ly/1ER5cLY

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  3. jfb57 says:

    These junk drawers are really important because sometimes you are not sure if you are going to need that item again. They are a holding station to give you time to think about it. The fact that they don’t get cleared out is that things move on confidently without planning and when life is tidier you can confidently jettison some of the stuff in there. xx

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  4. Its true, sometimes you are very glad you kept things in the junk drawer, when you find something you need in there. Clearing out the drawer and your mind will happen in its own time. An apt and thoughtful poem and inspiring.

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