Saturday, February 6, 2010

hiding-place

Secret
dark place
safe in the back
behind
the old woolens
between dusty boxes
under coats hanging ill-used
smelling faintly
of long-time-ago walks
dried leaves
mothballs
here
you won’t find me, nobody
will find
me
at all

Rachel Westfall
February 6, 2010

11 comments:

BloggerMouth said...

There used to be such a place where I used to bide my time waiting... for I don't know what... just waiting. And then I grew up and my feet led me to other places and other cities. Now my secret place is in my head. Fantastic poem.

Karen said...

This one makes me smile. What a delicious feeling of being so small and able to hide away like that. There are days I'd like to do it still.

christopher said...

Playing On The Sly

Sometimes I've wished for
a return to my small blonde size
and the caves, burrows,
the crevices I found
but not often. I have found
such good games to play
with you and sometimes
with the one who left me here.
We play on the sly.

Fireblossom said...

I can remember doing that. Being small was kinda neat sometimes.

Julie said...

Hi, Rachel! I love it! Isn't it awesome how old closets can conjure up so many memories? It's as if the day remains in the coats and scarves. Your poem captures that beautifully!! I also love the child-like voice that ends so wonderfully with those last shorter lines. You always inspire me!

Aniket said...

I always used to climb up the Guava tree at our house and hide there. Miss those days.

joaquin carvel said...

i love how this captures the feeling of a kid hiding - not from anything, just for the sacred secretness of it - and the place, the old things, which make it feel even more sacred.

namingconstellations said...

Places like that have a habit of opening into Narnia-portals. Have a care. ;)

Cherie/ Butterfly Dreamer said...

I love warm , safe , hiding places like this.

Lauren said...

Nice poem :)

Is the story about the Waxing Moon true? I'm so curious! It's a great little story. I encourage you to expand it into a full on piece of prose! With just a bit of tweaking the beginning, it's there. :)

martine frampton said...

makes me want to hide
thanks for sharing
martine