Sunday, May 25, 2014

Wanted



Modest lunchbox.
Preferably tartan.
Brodie or MacGregor.

No thermos necessary.

Replacement for brown bag.
Bologna and mayo on white.
Box of Sun-Maid sunshine.

How nice it would look,
conspicuous on the coat rack,
with books in the bicycle basket.

Undeserving.
A lesson in contentment.
Maybe they couldn't be bothered.

Now I hoard.

Tool, document, tackle,
anything with buckle and handle.
Enough for a dozen lunches.



tk/May 2014


R.A.D. Stainforth...love the way he rolls his Rs in Brodie and Mac... 


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19 comments:

  1. GailSun May 25, 11:21:00 AM

    I usually wait til I have written to read others. I'm glad I visited here. I think hoarding is a delightful pastime. Well done!

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  2. CharleenSun May 25, 12:02:00 PM

    If you put all those items up for sale, I bet you could make a nice sum!

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  3. Gillena CoxSun May 25, 12:27:00 PM

    I sense a garage sale coming soon smiles; have a nice Sunday

    much love...

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  4. Kathe W.Sun May 25, 12:31:00 PM

    Hah! we are on the same page!

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  5. brudbergSun May 25, 04:24:00 PM

    Ha.. yes sometimes a simple wish turn into a room full of thrift.. liked a lot...

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  6. UnknownSun May 25, 05:22:00 PM

    And i have miles of closets to clean before I sleep :)

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  7. humbirdSun May 25, 08:02:00 PM

    Cute! Love lunch-boxes: big and small ones! :)x

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  8. 21 WitsMon May 26, 12:38:00 AM

    Oh my gosh, this sounds so like me! I do believe my desire for them is because my Mother, never ever let me have one!!!! Hehehe!

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  9. kaykualaMon May 26, 05:52:00 AM

    To have them around is a fun collection. Cute little things which can be utilized as well. Fun take Tess!

    Hank

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  10. BerowneMon May 26, 06:09:00 AM

    Appealing nostalgic glance back at the lunch boxes of yesteryear...

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  11. FireblossomMon May 26, 09:05:00 AM

    Oh geez, I've lived this. I went through a period, many years ago now, when I finally had the independence--and, apparently, the need--to pile up certain items I had wanted long ago. That scratched the itch, and I stopped doing it, but it was something I just had to get out of my system. This brought it all back. Nice writing, I should add!

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    1. Tess KincaidMon May 26, 12:33:00 PM

      It didn't actually occur to me until a few weeks ago exactly why I was attracted to vintage metal boxes...all of which have handles and buckles...

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  12. Silent Otto Mon May 26, 10:00:00 AM

    Who said theres no such thing as a free lunch !

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  13. Bekkie SanchezTue May 27, 01:06:00 PM

    Books in the bicycle basket! I'm ready to go with you on that ride! On the way I know a good place to get antique lunch boxes! Lol! Loved your write you can do no wrong. Lol!

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  14. RajlakshmiWed May 28, 04:23:00 AM

    I loved how you named each item in the starting verses... makes the poem so personal :) I used to love collecting lunch boxes :)

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  15. HelenaWed May 28, 03:55:00 PM

    A delightful read, Tess.........and speaking in native tongue, RAD rolls those R's beautifully!

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  16. Cait O'ConnorFri May 30, 11:32:00 AM

    Enough for a dozen lunches....great poem.

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  17. Susan AndersonFri May 30, 08:24:00 PM

    Oh, the way he read that! It was wonderful to hear…and see.

    =)

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