A Secret Door
I own an upscale Jewelry store
Exquisite gems on the third floor
But on the fourth, I did explore
A secret door A secret door
Once, I turned the key in the lock
I opened it, without a knock
There was a wall of cinder block
It was a shock It was a shock
No one has guessed my nom de plume
so when a client starts to fume
I take my leave and quickly zoom
To the back room To the back room
For fast escapes from my affairs
or when my makeup needs repairs
I rise a flight, by way of stairs
I leap in pairs I leap in pairs
What good's a door that goes nowhere?
Don't ask if you really don't care.
Only I know what's hidden there
I will not share I will not share
*A Monotetra
Copyright © Jenna Logan | Year Posted 2020
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment