Moving…the Aftermath

Moving…the Aftermath: the world is closing in.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Clutter kills my will to clean,
surrounded, divided, my long lost dreams,
when moving, boxes and stacks I’ve gleaned,
are overhead and toppling.

Buried I’ll be in unfamiliar refuse,
saved and accumulated, what a ruse,
possessions a lie of any valued use,
just things, atop my space.

The air seems to have dissipated,
my obsession with order perhaps over-rated,
and addressing it all I’m far from sated,
this mess I now live in.

Three days it took to put it all there,
how long to placate my personal despair,
amid the chaos of too much fare,
to store in any kitchen.

Three pets to live under one single roof,
growling and standing ground the proof
of whose domain will be the scoop,
of survival in my home.

And all the while we’re tripping and bumping,
isles so narrow between animals crying,
objects and machines and oddities limping,
from boxes bulging and torn.

So every thing must find a place,
within this once ordered and sanctioned space,
now bleeding and open my memories erased,
of what peace and quiet had brought.

I guess this too must pass in time,
and all these things within the lines
of what I expect for life sublime,
and order soon restored.

Or else I’ll begin to lose my mind,
just too much of a good thing, I’ll find,
then drown amid these stacks assigned
to make life so much easier.

Tony DeLorger © 2016

Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au
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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore

4 thoughts on “Moving…the Aftermath

  • June 30, 2016 at 12:43 PM
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    Oh my! Such a change from a peaceful sanctuary to what you have now, Tony. I so understand what it is like for you at this time. When my daughter along with her son, their dog and cat, and eventually her fiance moved in with me in my quiet, peaceful little home, I was thrown so off balance and could barely see a light at the end of the tunnel. Thank goodness I loved them all or I surely would have found peace with insanity. LOL Yes, “this too will pass” and before you know it some sense of order will be restored. I love your poem, Tony. It bounces right along and vividly expresses the situation. Well done.

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  • June 30, 2016 at 7:21 PM
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    Thanks Phyllis, just venting and as you say it will settle down, but right now its chaos. The best thing is the pets are doing better than expected with the change. Take care.

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  • June 30, 2016 at 8:15 PM
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    Been there and done that Tony and more than once. I cannot imagine anything more maddening and it does about destroy ones sanity! You said it well!

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  • June 30, 2016 at 9:30 PM
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    Thanks Jackie, yes, not my favorite activity. Lol. Glad you enjoyed it. Take care.

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