Open Poetry #22 |
doors |
Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
a door opens a door to a fall day too close to a summer month a normal wind blows through the colors of a people gathered in peace in the center of the world a Lady watches a flame guides and a door opens a Silver Door gleaming and twisting leading to the twin spires of humanity's cathedral on this pleasing shore but yet, not only this door but other doors as well doors of red, of blue, of gray doors to places doors to times doors to lives doors that were never meant to be closed walking through those doors, they came they came on this day, from those places they came to seek, to find, to know they came to begin a day of being this fall day, that still felt like summer yes, just as doors open, they do close swinging the other way when we least expect them this day, the doors of flight were sealed shut never to be open again until the hand of life tore them from their hinges and then, a door opened and a voice screamed a door closed and a fist pounded a door opened and a star crashed a door closed and a spire crumbled a door opened and the world froze a door closed and a heaven watched a door opened and a goodbye was whispered a door closed and a prayer went unanswered and then, the door was locked and the key, lost forever and, in the distance, a Lady wept a Lady wept as she took the masses the masses the she once welcomed into her arms as they entered the Golden Door of her land, she guided them one final time from her Golden Door to the Silver Door of Eternity as the red of fall colored more than the leaves (and a door closed) and now, again today she weeps and she remembers and, through her tears she sees the Silver Door open once more the names and the faces come rushing back and, as one voice she hears their one word Remember and, as her heart breaks and her soul bleeds she speaks back her one word always they hold her up they join with her spirit they are now as she is Guardians of the Flame Watchers of the Shore and Keepers of the Silver Door ----------------------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This is good Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
"Remember and, as her heart breaks and her soul bleeds she speaks back her one word always they hold her up they join with her spirit they are now as she is Guardians of the Flame Watchers of the Shore and Keepers of the Silver Door" BRAVO!!! Oh my gosh, I love everything about this, the enjambment and how the whole poem seems to be a lady running up and down a flight of stairs in her mind to find what she left behind after the tragedy before through that silver door and the anaphora of the sounds and responses to each of her opening of doors seeking relief from the sadness! (big hugggssssss) This is marvelous, sweet friend, my thoughts continue to go out to all the victims of this day almost one year ago, I have missed your wonderful words lately, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Sven, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." Shakira [This message has been edited by Mistletoe Angel (09-09-2002 11:28 AM).] |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
I hope the doors to World Peace are still open. The Lady cries, yet holds out hope, with open arms. Sven, it is good to read your thoughts in blue again. |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
has it been a year already? sigh......... this was nice, Sven |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
Its hard to believe that its been a year already, This is a beautifully expressive write, Sven... Oh what a year it has been! ~ hugs and tears Lyra |
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Aimster Member Elite
since 2000-02-19
Posts 4297Charlotte, NC |
John, as always, your words touch us deep inside...such a beautiful & emotional write you have penned here...thank you for sharing this with us...though we will never forget (nor should) sept 11th..we also need to keep hope alive for a brighter tomorrow. god bless you dear friend... "yes, just as doors open, they do close swinging the other way when we least expect them" this was such a strong and true statement. love ya. amy "if irish eyes are smiling...they are probably up to something" :) |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Much enjoyed reading your work, my friend... Regards, sudhir |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Sven, this piece touched me deeply. We shall never forget that day in early autumn... This was extremely well written my friend. ~Hugs~ |
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Greeneyes
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
With warm regards to you Sven.....lovely as you always do....hugssss Lauren~ I need some distraction ...oh beautiful release Memories seep from my veins [This message has been edited by Greeneyes (09-09-2002 11:58 AM).] |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Oh GR8 Voice of the Northlands ... I am almost, not quite, but almost speechless. So many thought flew through my mind (no wisecracks here) as I read your magnificent piece. I will say only, SUPERB! BRAVO! Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. |
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juliet_2u Senior Member
since 2000-07-23
Posts 1125North Carolina |
John, I sit here totally speechless. I just really don't know what to say. This was so incredible. Your gift is so very beautiful. Your words here have touched me in a very deep way. Thanks so much my friend. Always, Juls |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sven, A good read an excellent write. |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
doors are always opened enjoyed |
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Moonlight Romeo
since 2001-09-10
Posts 982The heart of you |
May the doors always be open. Thank you. What light through yon window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. |
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