details

Clutter

Do the items in our homes

speak of who we are?

Am I made up of a blue decorative oil lamp,

a yellow journal with posies on the cover,

a photo of five women dressed in old-time clothes,

a broken digital camera, and

an “I love Dorks” refrigerator magnet?

In those details can you see

me as a child

collecting shiny glass things,

hiding my treasures

in a secret cache along our drive?

Do you get the gist that I’m a writer

scribbling details of my travels

and wishing for my laptop?

Do you understand

I make magic with photos,

but I’m none too gentle with electronics?

Do you get a sense of my humor

and my compassion?

Are you clued in to

 my love for family, fun and adventure?

Are cluttered houses details of complicated souls?