cold corridors
haunted hallways
winter's ghosts
creep in through
the open windows
lost souls sighs
whisper from behind
locked doors
bright blue door
remains unbolted
inside the room
remnants of the past
phantom guests.
A contest entry
- through the blue door by Cat.
700 points, ended December 12, 2007, 23 entries
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Please tell me what you think
Comments
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i like the voice of this piece- concise metaphorical language and a strong follow through on topic- very nicely done
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Mary asked me to help with the judging... so I'm reading!
Many ways to interpret this poem - both on a literal and a metaphorical level and you did well to present it that way. Nice work here!
~ Nicolette
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