IKnowNoBox

Nov 26, 2007 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Memento

broken toys and things

some discarded

some cherished

some jagged broken

some just need mending

either in a box or closet

among the newest favorite

Tossed out

among the rubbish

something everybody

thought the child wanted

instead of listening

to what the child needed

Part 2

can not do without things

luxuries to luggage around

that we compare to others

How shiny is the anchor

that drags you down to the Joneses,

perhaps even Davies,

locked inside the locker of your wants,

when what you need,

so hard to do,

you must ask,

a hug,

just for you.

— IKnowNoBox, Nov 26, 2007

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: East Coast, USA

Favorite Poets: Weird Elf, Shel Silverstein, The Poet Anonymous

Critiques

musicguru

18 years 6 months ago

the first part i really

the first part i really enjoyed the moment i read it. the second part, though i understand it, didn't hit me as hard.

IKnowNoBox

18 years 6 months ago

Thanks I feel I crammed to much in after

packing the first part in as well the rest was idea byproduct like toys made from construction site scrape the metaphor a project/vision I have been toying with. Thank you as a Tinker project you are invited to run with the theme and see if the 2nd half can get one last run across the carpet. I ask collaboration on that as well as the second this may be a gallery program some day. In ink, dabbler

Sinbadthesailorman

18 years 6 months ago

2nd part

things that can not be done without Maybe things cherished and earned then missed then missed for a little more flow or rythme Maybe the second part is a little cramed and unclear to me but I to Like the First part the line lugging luggage around the word lugging may imply hording or carrining with in some way define the prizes kept but not needed I am a little lost in the second part but as I have said the lack of info invites rereads and rediscovery very nice we oft time dont hear children especialy for too compare with others sorry you invited the challange is like a puzzle to me and somtimes encompussing and unable to let go but I give it back to it is yours to define sorry donnie

IKnowNoBox

18 years 6 months ago

When you see a child picking through their toys

and find out he s looking for a toy to give away to a friend that is how children speak. If a child smashes a toy he is given that is a message(sadly more noticed then the first)from a child. When a child steals another a toy from another child... a toy tinker perspective applied to social science.

theladyblue

18 years 6 months ago

Quite shiny actually...

But then there is something to be said for dedication to restoration haha. This piece grabs me and is feels very relatable. The stanza in Part 1 is really true for me. I feel that way every time my son gets a new toy from his grandparents. (which feels like every other day) So in the end we are left with so many toys used and abused but never really enjoyed. I always thought that a child must be taught to be grateful but really if needs are met then no lesson is necessary. Very intriguing write poet!!! <3 Emarie

IKnowNoBox

18 years 6 months ago

Thank you Emarie

Is value subjective? a pocket knife given to a young man by his grandpa far better then a BB gun bought with lawn mower money. Thank you for reading my toy box. In ink, Dabbler

theladyblue

18 years 6 months ago

depending on the life led

these two thing are very similar in value. working for ones wealth builds virtue, while the gift of a loved one inspires trust and respect; so in the end value is as subjective as the bearer. ; P <3 Emarie

IKnowNoBox

18 years 6 months ago

sssStruck by your gem Lady Blue

I have a photo-lage idea I have been slowly putting together... you have excelerated the inspiration of that project.you gem fit right into place. the exsess baggage of others is understood only by it's bearer,one persons tow-along recliner is anothers persons electric chair. i still remember the first toy I bought with my own money.and with that memento there is a passage back.Stuffed animals remembered to create comfort in the here and now. The things that are most important or essentil to us seem to always be fragile and costly to replace. In ink, Dabbler

Mark

18 years 6 months ago

Or Irriplaceable

recalling the day I ripped out half my yearbook and lost a part of my anchor.

Mark

18 years 6 months ago

I don't believe

those things in the last stanza part 2 are simple to achieve at all anymore but this is my opinion.

IKnowNoBox

18 years 6 months ago

Part two yes the carry on "poem"

extra luggage all the stuff we don't mind leaving behind if it gets to tacky stuff you find in the halls of dorms when students graduate not even worth putting in storage. the inner logic is smeared. In ink, Dabbler

weirdelf

18 years 5 months ago

Red ink coming up

The last 2 lines of the first stanza are pure magic. How often are children really listened to? The second stanza, as all the other comments have acknowledged needs work. I suggest expanding on the last two lines of the first stanza. I am very reluctant always to write new words to someone elses poem but you asked for collaboration so here goes: How shiny is the anchor that drags you down to the Joneses, perhaps even Davies, locked inside the locker of your wants, when what you need, so hard to do, you must ask, a hug, just for you. cheers, Jess