The wardrobe creaks of tomorrow.

The wardrobe creaks of tomorrow.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

What he brought,
she carried as luggage
he could no longer bear to their room where
they shared
all cases opened,
while the past
hung in the wardrobe,
new moments chosen
are the clothes they wear.

© 2019 andrew mitchell


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this is really a well-done metaphor...
everything bared so that they can be unpacked of past burden and travel together now to new places in new clothes.
j.

Posted 6 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

6 Years Ago

Thank you Jacob for your kind words.:)
what fun ...keep the past in the closet and open the cases for something new every day ... alas, my friend .... i find me self in the closet with the clothes .... i put on a pair of boots the other day and remarked to me self ... I bought these about 25 yrs ago ... and even worse .. i says to me self "Boy they are in great shape ..at least another 20 on put on them" :))))))))))))))))))
E.

Posted 6 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

6 Years Ago

Haha same here I have boots, belts that have stood the test of time while belts today last one seaso.. read more

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Added on February 23, 2019
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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