Late Night Thoughts
The room is too full
with books and knickknacks and momentoes
of trips and dead ends,
a haunted place where all the ghosts are neither malevolent
or gracious, a night time soiree of tattletales
and petty thieves. all competeing, like children,
for your attention.
About this poem
In the original Sherlock Holmes tales, Holmes speaks of his mind attic (the latest version of Sherlock Holmes refers to it as his mind palace.) where everything he has ever seen or read is stored and available for instant recall.
My attic is not quite so well organized.
The picture was taken at Colony House, in Dorset, Vermont.