Worn
Used
Waste
Someone’s leftovers
Cover your skilled eyes
Nothing worth keeping
Forget
Remove
Discard
Scraps of purpose
Weathered goods
Continuing pointless
Plain
Old
Junk
Worn
Used
Waste
Someone’s leftovers
Cover your skilled eyes
Nothing worth keeping
Forget
Remove
Discard
Scraps of purpose
Weathered goods
Continuing pointless
Plain
Old
Junk
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Love that second stanza. Sometimes we all want to throw in the towel and let everything fall. (By the way, I found you via another writing blog. Nice to meet you!)
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Hi, and thank you so much! 🙂 Welcome. I’m happy to have you. I look forward to reading your blog. Who’s blog, if I may ask? I hope I was pleasent. 😉 Have a great day.
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Life has a way of making us all feel this way…much too often, and your words capture these feeling so well. fortunately, there is always a new day/sunrise/sunset that nature provides for us to break free 🙂 I am the eternal optimist, so negative thoughts are alway kind of nice to have to counter-balance. Well done Audrey.
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Yes, Randall, I agree. We’re very similar in that respect, which is why the negative moments are always sorta just okay with me. I sort those feelings and move on along. Thank you, dear. 🙂 I’m so glad you came by! *big smile*
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Ooo, I love the feeling of this one. Forgetting is hard. Because I can never forget, I fear.
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Thank you, Duketh. Yes, forgetting is hard. Just throw it all away, probably.
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Right on! Every time it comes into your mind.
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That could be a lot of throwing. My arm may need ice. I’ll be pitching for the Cardinals in no time…
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Hopefully the Pirates!
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My favorite sort of men!
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Positive, as in Happy Meal. 🙂
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Goof! 🙂 I need about a billion…
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A lot of junk can find life again. Children are exceptionally adept at turning anything into a toy.
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Yes, junk can be discovered, I agree. Children truly can, Charles. Ha!
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But wait … somebody’s treasure, a picture taker, a poet, a woman of words … Sublime experienced distinguished.
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Chum, you’ve made me smile. I needed that today. Your reactive poetry is always welcome. You make me blush, but I don’t mind. A Poet disguised as a sports and music writer… my favorite.
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I have a little something extra in the writer’s tank that I didn’t even know about a couple months ago. Thanks, Red, for that. 🙂
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You’re welcome, Chum. Thank you for writing such wonderful poetry. I’m humbled and honored to receive it. 🙂
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Think warmth, think affection, think love, think trust, think nature’s magic. … 🙂
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I think we think too much, Salva. 🙂 But…yes, I should think all of that and every day. But, I don’t. Thank you.
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At least I tried. 🙂
Wishing you a successful, exciting, and blessed new week.
Salva
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You’re very sweet, Salva.
Thank you so very much!
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🙂
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I like this it is so simple but a lot can be read into it. Don’t forget that one man’s junk is another man’s treasure (that was very wise, eh!)
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Thank you, Sleepy. I’m hoping. (Yes, you are so wise! How do you do it?) 😉
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I rehearse 😉
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Gargle, as well? 😉
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If needed
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🙂
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