Cardboard Safe


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Cardboard Safe

I am a box
Standing open in the back of a closet
In some one's room I do not know
I suppose I should
As I wait to be filled with outcast items
As I am myself outcast

I am a box
Left empty from the Christmas LigtBrite
Received too many years ago
Already filled with items from the past
Too precious to be thrown away
As I myself am too useful to be thrown away

I am a box
Filled with...
Baby clothes and blankets
Bottles and sippy cups
From days long gone and hardly remembered
As I myself am hardly remembered

I am a box
Filled with...
My little ponies and Barbie dolls
Pictures of old elementary school friends
From those days when cliques were developing
As I myself am developing too

I am a box
Filled with...
Charm bracelets and birthday cards
Teenage memories and love letters
From boyfriends in the past
As I myself am a thing of the past

I am a box
Filled with...
All these precious things
Let them live on
In the infinite space and time of memory
Let them fade
As I am here to hold them safe

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ginga commented on Cardboard Safe


DQ, You bring such life and love out in your descriptions here. The box is the catalyst and tells the age old stories like a diary. This is a clever and wonderful retreat from the ordinary. ginga

Hiporlacking commented on Cardboard Safe


I've been living in the same place for 4 years. Prior to that I was a transient. Never really having a place to call home as a kid. Well I'm moving in ten days. I feel like my whole world is upside down right now. By moving I have the opportunity to leave things behind. Things that either don't matter to me...or things that I feel were part of the last chapter of my life. Everywhere I look there are boxes of my possessions. None of which I had four years ago. Before I get any more off topic your poem reminded me of a time when I carried all of my things with me in a little honda civic. A friend of mine needed a ride home from the west side one night...I took an entire box of my misc. belongings and just left them in the street so that there would be room for him in the car. I'd like to thank you for writing such a good piece and reminding me that I am not a box.

Hanna commented on Cardboard Safe


this is so true- the flow of the poem is natuarl and light. It is amazing to have this talent at such a young age- keep writing

daniel081180 commented on Cardboard Safe


this poem says alot. Really about how things that seem not to mean very much are so very important to us. this is a great job and i have to give this a perfect 10

erriczhade commented on Cardboard Safe


man, you just reminded me that I am gonna have to go through my shed tomorrow jk I love it how you turned a simple cardboard box into something more. you elevated its position in life you really did, and I am not being sarcastic when I say, I will never look at a cardboard box the same...

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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