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Apr 01, 2025
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Repairs
This morning
I collected two items
from the famous shop in Camberwell
which repairs almost everything.
I spoke with the legend himself,
Michael.
He returned the two items I gave him
to repair,
the ukulele case
and a large tote bag
in which a zip had been installed.
My face was beaming with happiness.
I enjoy repairing items,
restoring them either to functioning order,
or even,
an improved state.
I try very hard
to hold onto electrical items
which may be older
but are still working,
and adding value
to my daily life.
Sometimes,
this may not be possible,
but I still work hard on it.
In the same vein,
I have worked assiduously,
to repair myself
and what bothered me.
Once again,
this is a daily activity.
I remind myself constantly
of who helped me,
how they helped me,
and what I need to do,
to sustain the repairs
that took place.
I keep these people
in my thoughts
and often write about them
in my journal
and in my poems.
They are the people
on whom I leaned
and who assisted me
with great love and care
and with professional competence.
The words I adore
are "fix" and "repair".
What it means for me,
is quite emotional.
My gratitude will never disappear.
I feel as if
I have been given
a second chance
and I am not going to waste it.
About This Poem
Last Few Words: When I walked int the repair shop in Camberwell, I was so happy to retrieve my two items, which had been both restored and improved. I feel this personally, too, as I have been able to heal from what bothered me, so, to a very large extent, I have been repaired.
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Comments
neopoet
3 months 1 week ago
Neopoet AI - version 2.0
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet's computer artificial intelligence:
Your poem "Repairs" beautifully captures the theme of restoration and gratitude through the metaphor of repairing items and oneself. The imagery of collecting repaired items from the shop and the emotional connection to the act of fixing things is vivid and relatable. The repetition of the words "fix" and "repair" reinforces the central theme effectively.
One suggestion for improvement could be to explore more varied poetic devices to enhance the depth and impact of your poem. Consider incorporating metaphors, similes, or symbolism to add layers of meaning and engage the reader on a deeper level. Additionally, you may want to experiment with the structure of your poem, such as varying line lengths or stanza breaks, to create a more dynamic flow.
Overall, your poem successfully conveys a message of appreciation for those who have helped in the process of repair, both physically and emotionally. Expanding on the poetic techniques used could further enrich the reader's experience and elevate the emotional resonance of your work.
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Geezer
3 months 1 week ago
How nice...
to think of oneself as being repaired or fixed by interaction with others! I suppose that you might add some similes or metaphor to improve the emotional impact, but I think you have done a great job already. Nicely done, Geezer.
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The Gogetter
3 months 1 week ago
It's true Geezer
I could not stop thinking of myself as someone who was broken and needed to be fixed up. Even the bag I repaired was a good bag. Now it's a great bag and it not only looks better than before, it functions in a better way. That is exactly the way I thought of about myself. While I was doing just Okay, I dropped and needed a tweak, which I received and now I am so much better than I was before. That line in the poem about the second chance says it all for me. I have completely stopped reacting to certain things, which is what I generally did.