Packing Tape and Brown Boxes

Packing Tape and Brown Boxes

by Laura Summerville Reed


Get that light and lock the door

It’s time to leave

like so many times before

Life reduced to an easy measure

but we must clearly mark out treasure


Packed somewhere in all these boxes

I feel I've wrapped a breathing thing

It lacks the air and light to thrive

It fears the night’s withering

more than days of change


Leave the flesh

Gather the bones

Dig them from a never final rest

Wrap them in shades of grey and sepia


Static friction sparks a need to vivify

Too many days at the end of a limb

sparks a need to fly


It’s time to leave

so get that light and lock the door

Hurry now, this thing has got to breathe


©LSR 2011

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A.A. Zavala 5 years ago from Texas

Laura, your a treasure. Your hubbers have been like dogs staring out the window, waiting for your return. You tease us with an entrance, then leave like a thief in the night.

This poem has so many messages in between the lines. Each stanza takes me in different directions. I'll need to taste and savor each one. Just letting you know that this is my first helping, I'll be back for more.

Thank you for nesting for bit, please visit again soon.


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James McV Sailor 5 years ago from Northern California

Laura.... having just regained myself I am busy now unpacking those brown boxes, the remnants of a past I left and packed up and stored three years ago, and now with a new job, new car, new house and home, I can face my future again and begin anew with all the old familiar treasures I thought that I had lost..... your poetry brought back a momentary angst, but then a smile... we'll be OK :)


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lalesu 5 years ago from south of the Mason-Dixon Author

Dear gentlemen, Thank you both so much for reading...Augustine,I fear you've given me far greater accolade than I deserve, but I do so appreciate your kindness and never wavering support when I, at long last decide to post some mediocre piece that's been gathering dust like so many boxes in an attic...and James, congratulations on the new job, new car, new house and newness of all familiar things. I've lived all over the southeast, moved many times, and I'm never prepared for the feeling I have seeing my entire life reduced to boxes.


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Wayne Brown 5 years ago from Texas

I've thirsted for your treasures and now they arrive once again. Hopefully, the muse has taken you by the hand and dip the quill for you once again. Nice work, Laura! WB


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saddlerider1 5 years ago

Well, well our long lost but not forgotten reigning supreme poetess has finally flown back. I hope your perch here is to gather your nest and sing to us your fellow poets your beautiful eloquent tapestry of verse. Please do not fly to far or we will have to clip your wings and keep you nigh. Welcome back to hubsville Laura, we all missed your talent.


Bill Crosby 5 years ago

I thought the poem was so appropriate in reducing our lives to boxes. I trust that our lives are beyond the boxes.


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lalesu 5 years ago from south of the Mason-Dixon Author

Wayne Brown, my dear friend, thank you. You know how I value your opinion. I've been thinking my muse was such a fickle thing, but now I'm beginning to wonder if I didn't pack her away in one of these boxes...poor thing, haha!


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Wayne Brown 5 years ago from Texas

Don't do that...climb atop those boxes and show your wares! LOL! WB


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A.A. Zavala 5 years ago from Texas

AMen Wayne! LSR, go on and show your wares, of which I do not know the chronological age. You know what I mean...


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lalesu 5 years ago from south of the Mason-Dixon Author

Dear Ken, such a lovely thing to say...I have so missed everyone here on hubs. Thank you for your warm welcome. Even your greetings can be set to 3 meter time.

Hello Bill Crosby. Our lives beyond boxes...now there's a consummation devoutly to be wished. I have an idea most of us will end up in a box one day, haha! But in the mean time I think I shall never get used to seeing all my beloved treasures so squarely compartmentalized.

Wayne and Augustine, should my business license read "Soap Box" or "Lemon Aid Stand"?

~ Laura ;D


Bill Crosby 5 years ago

Yes we will all end up in a box. Before I am in the box for good, I hope that I will be ready. I hope to have a few more adventures before I am in the box. Your writings continue to be therapeutic to me. I like the Jack in the Box for a business license. Thanks, Bill


ExoticHippieQueen 5 years ago

Love your vivid imagery! I felt a little smothery reading it! Beautiful piece!


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lalesu 5 years ago from south of the Mason-Dixon Author

Bill Crosby, I wonder at the happenstance and chance and twists and turns of fate. Perhaps my business license should read "Fortune Teller, Seeing in Reverse." How very nice to meet you again, old friend. ~ Laura

Hello EHQ!, I didn't intend to bring on a bout of clostrophobia, haha, but thank you so very much for reading and for your lovely words of encouragemnts. ~ laura


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Enigmatic Me 5 years ago from East Coast Canada

Eloquent you are. Again blessing us with feverish frenzied reading.... well done!


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lalesu 5 years ago from south of the Mason-Dixon Author

EM, I'm so glad you enjoyed it! Thank you for stopping by to read! ~ Laura


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Enigmatic Me 5 years ago from East Coast Canada

I liked packing and moving myself... always a new adventure. Though after moving... 19 times I think I have stopped ;)


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lalesu 5 years ago from south of the Mason-Dixon Author

Whew! 19! You got me beat...although I've still got a few left in me, haha!


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Winsome 5 years ago from Southern California by way of Texas

"This thing has got to breathe"

"This thing has got to fly"

Awake,breathe.........and fly. =:)


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lalesu 5 years ago from south of the Mason-Dixon Author

Ahhh, Winsome, I am. I'm trying anyway. An entirely different rhythm and flight pattern this time, but at least I'm awake, haha! ~ Laura ;D


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cfin 4 years ago from The World we live in

Another great poem! voted up.


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lalesu 3 years ago from south of the Mason-Dixon Author

....and thank you, again, cfin. so glad you stopped by. It's been awhile since I have, but my appreciation for your kind words are still warmly felt.


Allenlavoiee 3 years ago from Saginaw

I like your post.

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