I’ve been cleaning the termite infested cupboard that has housed our
thousands of slides (pre-digital era),
photo albums and a mountain of my craft gear.
I now need to find a new home for what is to be kept.
In honour of me – I wrote this ode:
Aching, tired bones and muscles
wouldn’t you know it – yet more tussles
Munching, crunching termite critters
have left me in such jitters
there is so much his – story
and yet more mystery
in the boxes, books and albums
where the mites have sucked ’em
leaving trails of mud
and other crud.
My table, sofa, floors are covered
as I cringe decluttered
I have salvaged and donated
Like the cupboard of Mother Hubbard
the mites can have what’s left
© Raili Tanska
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So did they eat a lot of your photographs and stuff? I wouldn’t imagine film would be to their taste. Did you have to throw a lot out?
Didn’t eat any photos – just wood and cardboard. Still throwing out…. Have more to sort.