#NPM2012: Prompt 26

I know it’s here.  Somewhere.

8 thoughts on “#NPM2012: Prompt 26

  1. Cluttered Memories

    You hide in here with my scrapbooks
    my photos
    my poems, my stories, my scripts
    amid cluttered boxes of old garments
    that no longer fit
    in a space between the hours in which I live
    I think, today’s the day I look for you,
    but then, again, I forget.

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  2. Amy Rudd says:

    I need those keys!
    I know I held those keys
    Right here in my hand!
    Now I can’t see where they are…
    Could I have laid them on this stand?
    I wonder if I knocked them off into the boxes I packed?
    Do I really need dig back through
    now that they are all stacked?
    I guess there is no choice
    I wish the keys had a voice!
    I need those keys…

  3. mselke01 says:

    “Cluttered minds”

    Some minds are
    Antique shops, or
    Junk yards.
    Thoughts and Memories
    Willy nilly into
    Every neuron and synapse

    Mathematical passions
    Flights of Fancy
    Conversations overheard
    Wisps of dreams remembered


    In the incubator that is a
    Cluttered mind

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