I am determined to complete the challenge – 30 poems in 30 days. Here is today’s challenge from NaPoWriMo 2017
Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that explores a small, defined space – it could be your childhood bedroom, or the box where you keep old photos. It could be the inside of a coin purse or the recesses of an umbrella stand. Any space will do – so long as it is small, definite, and meaningful to you.
A Child No More
In the small quiet confines of my corner dresser drawer
I kept my treasures – hidden out of view
A dog’s skull with loose teeth
Perhaps a rock or bit of moss
An eerie shade of green.
I had more dresser drawers than I could use
So why not claim one for secret treasures
Underwear, shorts, shirts and socks filled all the others
But the upper right corner was my
Secret space for hidden treasures
I remember wondering why I kept the skull
And when I became too old to remember why
I threw it away.
Too old to remember why the hidden treasures
Of my corner dresser drawer had meaning
Too old to care
Too old to dream
Too old to dare.
That’s what I lost when I emptied the dresser drawer
The chance to dare, to dream, to care
Soon it held nothing but rolled up socks
No rocks, no skulls, no treasures from my woodland romps
That’s when I knew I was a child no more.