inspiration at hand

my room is filled with
sunshine greens and blues
(i wanted more blues, but mother knows best)
pillows sewed up with affection and effort –
… i went through a phase
my name “E L L I E” four times
(four IS my lucky number)
photos i took with precision and exertion –
and framed with 99 cent glass
books piled messily on towering plywood shelves –
from Eloise to Shakespeare
two lizards (frozen eternally in metal) crawl up my window pane
my mirror, bordered with bumper stickers i’ve collected for years
surrounding my reflected image with memories
and
posted on my closet door pages, ads, articles from magazines and newspapers –
(glossy, faded)
torn out to Inspire me to do great things

my room is
– organized disorder –
cluttered with the debris of a lifetime
of experiences.