CLUTTER..... Day 5, Poem #5 (NPM)

Balled up trash in and out of my trash can
writers notebook stacked like sand bags during the storm
Books laying at angles with book marks of imcompletion
Pen shells in gigantic coffee mug with less than a period of ink
left in them
my favorite chair facing the window
laptop with bouncing tonguetwistnu screen saver
having a memory less than 6MB open for storage

These are the days of my horded life

empty wine bottles
corks tops stacked high to form a pyramid
collection of Cd's from poets and artist heard and unheard of
posters of famous writers, jazz artist and photography
t-shirts with famous quotes,
cigars ready to light and after a piece is complete
to the last page of a Meade spiral, stacks of posted notes
A calender with everyday filled in with poetry spots local and away
these are the routines, how a poet spend his day

These are the ways of my crowded life

Then came spring
the time of year I get rid of the old just to buy more new
"all I need is room, plenty of room"
but my space is consumed with reminders of my art
my love for the creativity
my connection in links, my poetic family
do I care if I walk through the door
fall to the floor
from tripping to a stack of books
hopscotching over a section of face down Cd's
avoiding statues, and paintings
standing pens and pencils(in aisles)

My home is my type of serenity away from cleaning
a mess that you just can't understand
one thing thrown away
takes me away from my foreign land
a clean house
is a place I can't identify with
a familiar that leaves me with amnesia
I am the clump in my trunk show

They call me............CLUTTER

By LeRoy Goetzendanner