Friday, 29 April 2016

Skyscraper

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Today I cleaned the attic
Dusted the mats
Ran the creaky drawers on their rusty channels
Vacuumed the drapes
Sprayed the freshener generously around
Then closed all the windows.....doors
Ventilators.............so that no dust
Should settle again on the bed, floor, closets
But there is one little hole
Down the corner (......workmanship of a nibbler)
Where the walls meet the floor
Cleverly covered by the frayed carpet
Which I couldn't shut....................(though I tried hard, believe it or not)
Like the blocked drain
In the shaft
................And the sun somehow manages to creep in
Through the slit lighting a room so dark and heavy with the smell
Of ancient baggage, mothballs and memories............
It rankles deep down..............(why I wonder!!)


And when I wrote a few verses today
...................On the vastness of the sky
...............................................Running meadows
.................................................................................Singing streams
..........................................................................................................Gurgles of laughter
The little hole in the unused attic
Kept on bothering me
With its narrow confines
Where the world seems to open up and beckon me...............
Yet I stay bolted behind


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32 comments:

  1. ..a roomful of ancient baggage, mothballs and memories, and a tiny (unpluggable) hole sending in sunshine!
    Simply wow!!

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  2. Oh the things we find when we clean....love the message in this Vanderloost! Thought provoking and lovely!

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  3. Beautiful as usual Geetashree. The eues see the sun rays sneaking in to light up the dark corners and yet the mind keeps getting bothered by the old (it's own) baggage.

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  4. oh the last line crashed the dream...nice lines...

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  5. I enjoyed this poem... that sliver of light inviting almost taunting.. very nicely done.

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  6. Enjoyed this ...that sliver of light inviting, almost taunting..very nicely done!

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  7. Enjoyed this ...that sliver of light inviting, almost taunting..very nicely done!

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  8. Enjoyed this ...that sliver of light inviting, almost taunting..very nicely done!

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  9. Enjoyed reading this. Thank you.
    Writing about open skies can be so easy.
    But living under one, or better still being as open as the sky...maybe not or maybe yes.
    Like your imagery.

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  10. Loved reading it. As a homemaker that little hole can create a mess, and a beautiful poem in your case.

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    1. Lovely lines.... It's difficult to totally get rid of old baggage isn't it

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  11. You've built up the atmosphere beautifully in this poem - and that nagging sense of something not being right really lingers - particularly like the phrase - workmanship of a nibbler..they can do some damage ;)

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    1. Thanks Jae Rose. The concept of damage is in our minds. We do more damage to ourselves than the nibblers.

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  12. Haha, I thought it was impossible to have a clean attic ;) . Loved the poem.

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    1. Thanks Darshana. No its not possible to have one more so because of our magpie tendency to accumulate junk.

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  13. Lovely. Wat more can I say
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  14. Hey there, I've nominated you for the liebster award you are welcome to come and have a look. Feel free to accept it or reject it as you wish, :)
    http://www.dashyspeaks.blogspot.in/2016/06/the-liebsters-here.html

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  15. That's quite something that keeps us busy. Enjoyed reading it:)

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  16. this is a lovely poem, it reminds me of poems by Late Kamala Das. This made me a bit nostalgic also, may be it is time to clean my attic and take a walk in the long locked garden of memories :)

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