The Telling...

[Greco]

Other Doors

And then there are other doors.

Doors are funny that way you know.

Some doors have away of closing
shortly after being opened

And some doors are revolving
you go through time and time again
repeating the same old ways
the same old dreams
the same old desires until

perhaps you wake up, stop
and close them forever more
Poe not withstanding you simply
do not open them again.

Then there are the doors that stay
closed. What is behind them?
What music could they sing?
What Love could be found.
Nonetheless they remain closed.

Open doors?
But that's another poem
another thread, here or in another
dimension.

Walking to this door, will I turn my
back? Will I open it?
Let's simply call it limbo time.

Until another evening awakens in me
more words, more images, more Love.

Greco

from "The Studio" book © Greco 2008-2018