Time's Closet

Rummaging through my Time's Closet
are small scenes and quiet joys
looking I
for Meaning's Ploy

which hides in corners
perhaps there is even a secret door in there
where I can or will deploy
some new found secret power
which will make my Time Closet
Grand.

But for now there are only small things
some tattered semi-hopes
some sweet things
and many dangling memories
which I take out occasionally;
some to mend and re-make
where reality was too bleak;

I cuddle these
infusing them
with words I never said

or should have

rescue some of them from ignomy;
others fondly fondled

as befitting the tiny jewels they are

and then I smile
my slow smile

and for another night
close the door
my closet
treasures
sigh
anticipating
my return
another day
where I will untie the tiny red ribbons
of those love letters
and read them again.