We pass by
the same walls
tilting objects
in our rush to feed time
and the wind parts
somewhere between the end of me
and the beginning of you.
Hushed emotions
still drawn within cement
and the plaster that holds us together
but seemingly
designed to crack
as we ~
discreetly disapproves.
And the two of us
turn with the years
rotating the same handles
that lead inside then out ~
feeling the touch
we've forgotten how to give
each other...
Author notes
-doorknob
A contest entry
- Can you make everday poetry? by Randomly Beautiful.
300 points, ended May 4, 2008, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I am in awe!! How did you manage to come up with something so beautiful and sad and haunting from that prompt? You truely amaze me!
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i really like how you have wrote such a wonderful poem of the doorknod, it is so true and says a lot, good luck in the contest and keep writing, -Amy
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as always you have taken the prompt to make it unique and alive with so much power and thought behind it. its powerfully written well done
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