Thursday, April 13, 2017

Collector


She pushes the heavy cart through Old Town.
It doesn’t matter to her that the cart doesn’t hold
her own dreams, but those of countless others.
What matters to her is that she holds 
forgotten dreams as her own.

Poem: McGuffy Ann Morris
Image: Photobucket

Shared with:
Five lines or less,
using the word prompt:
"junk"

19 comments:

  1. Great post and love the picture. Sometimes 'junk' is the very best.

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  2. Poem is beautiful! And the photo captures the emotion of the poem magnificently!

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  3. Very well done. We have a shopping cart photo today too :) XO

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    1. Great minds think alike, my dear friend. Hugs.

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  4. Sometimes when you have no dreams left, this is what you do.

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    1. There are always dreams, my friend. You just have to look with your heart.

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  5. You are so good at this, Annie. This makes me feel so sad, and is a good reminder of how fortunate I am in the life I have had. Thank you for always making me think! Love, hugs and prayers, Janet

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  6. I'm getting the same sad reaction to this little story but where there are dreams, there is always hope.

    Hugs, Julia

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    1. Exactly. Sometimes dreams are not as easy to find, but they are there.

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  7. Powerful words and a great image to go with them.

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  8. Great verse and the photo fit it perfectly.

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  9. Oh what a story to be told here. Everyone has a story worthy to be told - even the people we don't see.

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    1. Ah...but, we should see them. We need to see them. There, but by the grace of God. The song that comes to mind in another Lifeblood song: Hello in There (by John Prine, a fellow native Chicagoan).

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  10. Keeper of dreams with a grocery cart to hold them. Your words are haunting and the image adds to the atmosphere. Thanks for sharing with In Other Words.

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