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Post by rrw on Jan 17, 2012 12:41:46 GMT -5
 Such a simple thing to do, open the door.
Just lift your hand, wrap your fingers ‘round
the knob, give it a twist then push.
Yet, there are things to consider.
Gravity, for example, tends to frown
upon any pull away from her. Jealous
she is of movement that might remove
her firm, motherly grasp from your arm.
And then there are the eyes in your head
which hate surprises, sudden shifts
in scenery or change in light.
They’ve grown accustom to the dark,
to the faded photos, the bad paintings
hanging on familiar walls. Change,
not a thing that they care for at all.
And, of course, there’s the mind and its tricks:
fear, guilt, hopelessness, using anything and
everything it can to keep itself stationary,
fixed to one spot, immobilized, jailed
inside that which is already known.
But don’t think about it.
Don’t think at all. Just
open the damn door
and walk out. —rrw 1-17-12 |
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Post by michaelgallatin on Jan 17, 2012 19:44:53 GMT -5
Change can be difficult. I think more so the older we get. Yet sometimes we have to "open the damn door"! Well said! Take care, Mike  |
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Post by b4sunset on Jan 17, 2012 22:09:49 GMT -5
how to get out of that box, robert.. a fluid gift that softly sings yet roars of urgent chimes.. love the way this verse allows me to reflect; smashing!...huggs, nenette
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Post by b4sunset on Jan 17, 2012 22:10:23 GMT -5
how to get out of that box, robert.. a fluid gift that softly sings yet roars of urgent chimes.. love the way this verse allows me to reflect; smashing!...huggs, nenette
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Post by rrw on Jan 18, 2012 0:26:58 GMT -5
Change can be difficult. I think more so the older we get. Yet sometimes we have to "open the damn door"! Well said! Take care, Mike Yeah, it is. I'm trying to simplify my poetry, writing about little moments that are, at least for me, important to contemplate. |
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Post by rrw on Jan 18, 2012 0:30:43 GMT -5
how to get out of that box, robert.. a fluid gift that softly sings yet roars of urgent chimes.. love the way this verse allows me to reflect; smashing!...huggs, nenette you know, B-4, I think you get me... and I love knowing that there are people out there that "get me." Yes, I think in ways this is more of a "poetic" contemplation... just discussing those things that always seem to defeat me. |
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Post by jbstillwater on Jan 20, 2012 15:51:20 GMT -5
Oh my, yes, we have all been there, behind that frame,locked in a box left open. Love this one!!!!!
Jan
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Post by rrw on Jan 20, 2012 23:14:01 GMT -5
Thanks, JB!
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time for me 
echoes, hope you all are doing well 
