Today, our optional prompt challenges you to write a poem based on a “walking archive.” What’s that? If you’re unable to get out of the house (as many of us now are), you can create a “walking archive” by wandering around your own home and gathering knick-knacks, family photos, maybe a strange spice or kitchen gadget you never use. You can write about just one of the things you’ve gathered or all.

Cleaning spree yielded a box full of memories

with yellowed, peeling labels

I know not what I will find there

so, I am packing and putting away my heart

as I remove the cobwebs of present

to peer into the blurry days gone by

taking slow, halting steps down the memory lane

I see vignettes of past captured for eternity

some stories seem incomplete

memories seep in to fill the gaps.

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