a waft of wind would sort it wouldnt it...


Closed Doors

You know and I know
Behind the closed doors
Is nothing new...
And yet
We speak of
How I imagine the
Newness of the old closed doors
Will be
Your hinge as your ears listen
To my usual perspiscasity.

My door is always open
To people who remain wide eyed.





Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
Read 389 times
Written on 2009-03-12 at 05:53

dott Save as a bookmark (requires login)
dott Write a comment (requires login)
dott Send as email (requires login)
dott Print text


Sid Gardner
Astuteness and the ability to be discerning were always some of your many virtues J.
Closed doors need the right key to gain access..Nice write and thought provoking.
Sid xx
2009-03-14