Next stop Goodwill

A matter of relevance

 

 

Next stop Goodwill

 

Wearing thin and edges frayed

An old jacket with empty pockets

Saved for what…closet fodder

Mixed in with relevance

Old memories of that time

When winter meant something

And warmth was welcomed

 

Missing a few buttons, threadbare

Elbows faded from too much thought

Once a good friend, a perfect fit

Clinging to a wire hanger, fabric wings grow

Staring at the new fashion, in style

Unread leather everyone sees

Can’t wait to touch…peruse

 

Spring brings flowers and cleaning

A black plastic trash bag…hefty

Tossed to the bottom in a heap

A tax deduction…space reduction

Soon to be forgotten, if not already

Worn out, replaced by current, different, unique?

Next stop Goodwill

Reviews

[s y e]

I think you wrote this for me Jack. It's funny how we know that when someone leaves we remember them for a while but we move on and forget about them and the past. It's a matter of life... not sure whether that's a great thing or not.

Loved the poem though. Imagery and all.

[Jack...]

Sye, this is even close to you my friend, you are 100% unforgettable. Thank you so much for your sweet words today.

[s y e]

You're 100 percent unforgettable Jack...

[Pryde Foltz]

Soon to be forgotten, if not already
Worn out, replaced by current, different, unique?
Next stop Goodwill

That's a great jacket. And this is a great poem.

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much Pryde

[Marie]

I have a jackeet like that, and I wouldn't give it up.

[Jack...]

Thanks Marie. You always make me smile

[Frieda P]

I want to screech NO MORE WIRE HANGERS, like Joan in Mommie Dearest, that's might be the problem Jack, you wove this one with darkly spun burlap. Great metaphors unravel'd here. ;-)

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my sweet friend. Just a little feeling sorry for myself and my old Jack-et. :) I truly do appreciate you leving such kind words for me always. Your friendship means so very much to me.