No takers

Some see it as a bad sign
when the old begin 
giving away their things
they say we are rehearsing for death
to go dispossessed
into darkness
- the way we came in

Maybe it's just lightening the load
like a readying caddisfly nymph
junking accretions of exoskeleton;
those small treasures from the ones 
already gone along the lineage of kin
or some dust-gathering stuff
that others might find shine in

My bequest will be all I've achieved;
some precious things perceived
a rich repository of uncertainty
that ultimate belief in mystery

but who has upturned palms to receive
all these unsubstantials that I'll leave?

30 thoughts on “No takers

  1. What a great simile, Laura, in the lines:

    ‘It’s really just lightening the load

    like a readying caddisfly nymph

    junking accretions of exoskeleton’.

    I find decluttering really liberating, especially clothes. Books are another matter!

  2. Oh, this is so good, Laura. And that image of the caddisfly nymph–a startling, unique image. And that final line is so wonderful! Yes.

  3. I enjoyed the rhyme choices in this poem, especially death and dispossessed, and uncertainty and mystery. The use of the caddisfly nymph was fun. I learned about them when I was writing a short story about a lake spirit.

  4. I loved the line about it just being lightening the load, especially when contrasted to the ending of the previous stanza.

  5. Yes, this is an interesting one. We discuss this quite often as we have no children. It’s the little things that are not valuable in a monetary way, but mean something to me, that are causing the most questions. Hopefully not to worry about for a long time yet, but still.

  6. So, what can I give to you?

    Just what to do with all this stuff. Not that I have much. But then quantity doesn’t determine appreciation, does it. I’ve given up many things (furnishings of a sort), but what about a life? Who wants that?

    And yes, that’s a little more to the point, what’s most best given away is the intangible of the heart and spirit. Who will be the real or figurative child of our life?

  7. I like the idea of unsubstantials and indeed no age is to young to start dishing them out…

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