past the second to last light
a crack in the door
precious light leaks through
a parade marching
cockroaches scurrying
a mad dog sniffing profusely
the crack widens
and so does the mystery
known for its infinite lines
cast by fishermen
sitting on quarter moons
blown off its hinges
door flops like a magic carpet
sailing like a stringless kite
gradually disappearing
past the penultimate light
august two thousand sixteen
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Very cool, was this a real dream of yours?
thank you but no, not yet anyway ;`)
I loved the graduation of that and then coming off its hinges…we all do that but not eloquently.
I also have a message today: and would you paste this to anyone who crosses your path today, please?
We have 140 contributions to date, and I am trying again to rope in as many contributors to the Poets for Peace challenge (in place until this the end of August). The many voices in response to this have been fantastic, and I’d love you to add yours (again, if applicable) if you can. Feel free to use an existing piece of writing or a new one asking for peace and/or about the troubled times in which we live.
If you are interested, please leave your poem in the comments section of Neha’s blog and it will be added. https://forgottenmeadows.wordpress.com/2016/07/16/calling-all-poetscreative-minds-to-a-grand-collaboration-poets-for-peace/comment-page-5/#comment-19287
Thank you –
Your voice matters.
We are so grateful to be part of this community where poets and creative minds from around the world stand together uniting for PEACE! This collaboration is open till August 31st and we hope to see more of you join in!
– Neha
Thank you for visiting and leaving your comments. I have just visited Neha’s blog and added my Poets for Peace poem in the comments section using the link you provided above. Wishing you a wonderful weekend.
You too! And thank you for acting so quickly.