Fragments

I will show you

fragments of me

myself

us

hesitantly

if you are kind

and have patience

to listen

and trust

~~~

I will open cupboard doors

that have been closed

for many years

and bring out

pieces of me

people

and truths

hidden

over my lifetime

~~~

Clumps

have been grabbed

thrown

to the ground

but I gathered them up

and tucked them away

in my mind

in my heart

carefully hidden

~~~

These pieces are me

if you see them

as superfluous,

say they are unimportant

are of no value

and without meaning

I will gradually

silently

hide them

once more

~~~

I will fold them

securely

in tissue paper

as if they were jewels

and place them

back into the cupboard

never to be seen again.

33 thoughts on “Fragments

    1. Thank you very much for seeing my poem in this way, Stacey. Coming from such a good and clever writer as you, I am very grateful and appreciative of your kind comment. Xx πŸ’œ

  1. Very sensitive, Ellie! Some things just remain hidden in the cupboards of our hearts, of which others have no inkling or just don’t bother to find out, yet they keep on reminding of its existence!

    1. Thank you for your kind comment, Mousumi. It means a lot to me. You have understood exactly where I am coming from, and for that, I’m grateful and honoured. Thanks again, Ellie X

    1. Thanks so much, Devang. I haven’t written any poetry for quite a while now, yet this one almost wrote itself, if you know what I mean. I’m glad you liked it. That means a lot to me 🌞

    1. Thank you so much, Tangie. That is very kind of you to say so. How are you? I haven’t had a chance to catch up with your post yesterday. I know it wasn’t good news from the hospital, so I will write more asking how you are coping as soon as I can, perhaps, tomorrow. I’m okay, relatively, still very stressed and tired especially today having got no sleep at all last night. I just couldn’t switch my head off. An early night this evening is in order, I think. Have a lovely weekend, my friend. Xx πŸ€—

  2. This was beautiful.
    It’s so much easier to open up for some than others. I’m like you – it takes me forever and once I get a negative vibe, off the china goes back in the cupboard…

    1. Thank you so much for your kind comment, Sam, and also, for understanding the emotion beneath the words. I love your analogy of putting the china back in the cupboard. That sounds like a whole new poem in itself. Have a lovely day x

  3. Now look who is late to the party. Pick Me. Please pick me!
    If anyone dares to say to you they “see them as superfluous, [or] say they are unimportant, are of no value, and without meaning” please do not “gradually, silently hide them once more.” To do so is to let others define you, others who have no concept of who you really are inside your skin!
    No! These p8eces of you are too valuable to lock them back away. Create billboards with them! (Do you have billboards in England. I pity you if you do, but…) Put them out there for everyone to see. They “are you” after all.
    No, define yourself!
    (THIS is probably auperfluous by now, but that’s okay too.) πŸ™‚

    1. Hi rawgod. Your first line made me smile. I liked that.

      Thank you so much for your extremely kind and thoughtful words. They mean a lot to me. Not many people do know the inner me under the skin, but then do any of us really know the next person? I mean, really know them, not just being acquainted. I’ve written a poem called, ‘Enigma’ this week. It’s also rather dark, so I thought twice about publishing it. Perhaps, I’m due a cheerful post next. Mmm – we’ll see. I will share at one some point, though.

      I get what you’re saying about creating billboards with my ‘fragments’. Yes, we do have them over here. They’re everywhere, unfortunately. ‘Screaming out’ this and that from every available flat surface. We usually find them alongside roads and junctions, where they can distract all the motorists! Whose great idea was that!? And, no, your comments are never superfluous, rawgod. I value them – you seem to understand me well. Thank you for that. Take care, Ellie 🌞

    1. Thank you so much for such a kind comment, Kate. I really appreciate your words. Writing from my heart is the only way I know how to write. If it’s not in my soul, I can’t write it. I’ve never been able to write fiction for that very reason. Thanks again x

  4. Beautiful. Thank you for letting us see a glimpse into your soul. So nice to see that you are still writing. I have been consumed with life and have not written anything for eons. I miss it. Hope you are well my friend. Meghan

    1. Oh, Meghan! How lovely to hear from you and to know that you’re still about. I’ve thought of you often during the time you’ve not been on here. I can still see, on some of my much older posts, ‘likes’ or comments from you. I’ve missed you.

      How are you doing? Do you think you will start writing again sometime? I do hope so. I do also appreciate that life gets in the way quite often. I can’t tell you how happy I am to see your name pop up.

      I’m okay, thanks despite having a bit of a tough time at the moment; so much has happened since we were last in touch. Any idea how long ago that was? It must be many years as I had a break from my blog for three years, nearly closed it down altogether, and then began writing again about a year ago. Please, let me know how you are doing.

      I’d love to keep in touch with you. If, at anytime, you want to contact me, you can leave me a message on my ‘contact me’ page and it comes straight through to my private email box so I could reply. No pressure at all, though. Do take care of yourself, my friend … Ellie xxx πŸ¦’πŸ’–πŸ€

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