28th day…
One thing that happens for me doing this 30 poems in 30 days, visiting the NaPoWriMO site, is I read lots of other poets doing the same thing. Some I love, some I don’t get. It’s an opportunity to connect with other poets out there who put themselves out here in cyberspace meeting this challenge, doing the prompts, jumping into their own thing. It astounds me how many poets are out here writing away, speaking to some place within themselves that needs to be laid out in words. It’s quite amazing.
I thank you all who visit us, and I thank all of us who share ourselves here. Here goes my poetic ramble. Below are photos of my trip to Germany.
A hall with many doors
The kind of doors you take
pictures of on holiday
Arched and scrolled
Massive, darkly carved
Fairy doors, church doors,
None desrcript doors
against what demands
description.
Doors that welcome
Doors that forebode
Doors that beg you
make entrance
down this hall
on this quiet walk.
This isn’t for camera
ready in the photo
journal journey.
Not this naked hallway
with these crazy ass
doors making demands
for you to pick one only one
cause your next life depends
on it. In your breathing in
and out in the silent death
of.. your what might be next.
Hoping for some sound
to emanate behind that pressed
ear of yours at that rather
ornate doors to your left.
Silence is what you get down
this hall, no whispers, no
haunting music, no giggles,
YOu and your breath on the
inhales and exhales deciding.
I don’t know about you,
I’m compelled to pick door
number ‘3’ toward the end of
the hall. Sight un-seen
in that nice number ‘3’
I’m not quite there yet
I will be soon.
Some interesting doors here. Hope you find the right one for you:)
I too have been on a poetry journey with Haiku for the month of April.
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