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A Sealed Door

Foot on gas pedal, tailing 
ghosts in darkest hour of night, 
I find a road to the past, 
we once called home. I knock, 
but your love is a sealed door 
with broken knob. Even if 
I could pry it off its hinges, 
enter the hollow space inside, 
silence would be my prize, 
conspicuous like a tarnished trophy 
thick with cobwebs on the mantle. 
Since you’ve left, I hibernate 
through my days, a bear 
that has perished before spring. 
I try to forget your countless smiles. 
Distinct colors in blushing cheeks 
of a smitten morning sun fade  
away as she rises over blue waves 
in your eyes. Most of all, I try 
to forget the unique sound of your sigh, 
your contagious laughter, and the way 
your voice would bounce off me 
like an excited child when 
                               you said, I love you.


written 3/30/17 for Doors Contest

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 3/31/2017 8:55:00 AM
- Heartbreaking ... it is painful when one is not playing with clean cards - A wonderful poem, Rhonda - Luck in the contest - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 3/31/2017 8:46:00 AM
Rhonda, this was amazing, such a deep and dark poem and the sadness I felt was eerie to me. I am not even sure what else to say because this poem mesmerized me and it will stay with me for a while. definitely a favorite. I hope this does well in the contest. That ending just blew me away. Wow.
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