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Tuesday, February 2, 2016

__My mind is my antique shop, my porridge  filled with the worthy memories of these valuable trinkets of the past. Trinkets,  that I see as trophies.  _m

antique shop
in this porridge of my mind
old trinkets

19 comments:

Ygraine said...

Oh those old trophies...each one linked to a treasured memory, a fleeting moment that meant so much...and still does...

So incredibly beautiful...:))

joo said...

Great, precious memories! I love it.

Magyar said...

"Y"
__Thanks "Y" for your up-beat comments and overall understanding. My porridge is
that collection of memories, and a 'hodgepodge' of collected, and honored thought.
_m

Magyar said...

Joo, our comments are fully welcome_!
__"Precious" is a perfect title for those people and moments of our past, that have filled our minds and hearts. The trophies. _m

Jan said...

So lovely, _m.
I keep my most precious treasures in the dusty attic I call my mind...
my cherished memories~

Magyar said...

__Jan, such thanks for your visit and your attic prompt that resulted in this senryu!

a sneeze
as I search my minds attic
memories dust

_m

Rachel said...

Lieber Magyar,
ich bin auch solch eine Sammlerin, lächel...
Dies ist ein Senryu, ein wunderbares.

Herzlichst,
Rachel

Crafty Green Poet said...

it's amazing what's there, waiting to be re-found!

Magyar said...

__Rachel, they loose that do not respect the recoverable trinkets of their memory; we win__!!!! Thank you_!
_m

Magyar said...

I thank you Juliet, for your visit and understanding comment. __If you will, please juxtapose the walks through your memory, with your walks through nature, and in your words:
-- "it's amazing what's there, waiting to be re-found!" --
_m

Bob Bushell said...

The haiku is lovely, I love it.

Danièle Duteil said...

My head
a birdcage
in separate parts

Magyar said...

Thanks "BB"_!

__Daniele, my mind is an empty library... so many missing pages, and too many books over due.

Times ghost; seeps into my night; a dream.
_m

Gwil W said...

Tracing the cobwebs
In my mind
I discover forgotten corners.


Thanks for your inspirations.

Lorraine Renaud said...

That is one of my favourite things to to, that is if i can go out, and I will never have enough money for all that I want but hey, I can see all the beauty in every word your write missed you DD

Vesper said...

Love this, Doug! Those old trinkets are wonderful...

Magyar said...

__Gwill, LL and Cora... I thank you for these positive responses_! _m

sandy said...

"My mind if an antique shop"...

love this.

sandy said...

sorry "Is"