Anna-Marie Docherty Poet I do not know?

Behind These Walls

Walls of a building, structure
barrier, defense or division
keeping something in or out
a screen, monstrosity
feature of varied size
built for a reason
perhaps something to hide
or show off like shop or museum

Behind these walls
there is a person that dwells
Within that person there are walls
specifically built barriers, defences 
that hold things in or out
guarding the heart mind and soul
protecting deepest depths of the unknown
Secrets and treasures precious and personal

Maintain them well
for once they come crumbling
tumbling down
Who knows what lurks within
Nice or nasty 
yours to decide
But do not trespass or pry
for you may not like what it is you find

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Ron Lanier December 17, 2010 at 8:03 AM I really like this Anne. It's almost haunting to me, and so mystical. I love the similarities between our inner self, and a brick and mortar structure. Deep thoughts my fellow poet, deep thoughts. These "walls" are so enticing at times, but as your last two lines indicate, may not be something we want to find on the other side. Thanks for sharing. Hugs.

Anthony Beesley December 14, 2010 at 2:05 PM excellent work,i myself am a master wall builder...almost as good as Pink was

Dr.Ram Mehta November 24, 2010 at 4:20 PM HaPPY THANKSGIVING DAY, Anna-marie

Kabuteng P.Ink K. November 24, 2010 at 12:53 PM Enjoyed reading this one, Anna-Marie, and you gave it that sense of foreboding and fare warning-- very nicely done! --nikko :)

Honesty Oimbo November 23, 2010 at 8:23 AM this poem beautifully woven with a metaphor of a wall

Carolyn Devonshire November 23, 2010 at 8:18 AM We put up too many walls these days, Anna-Marie. People seem to take no interest in others all too often. I know that is not the case with you though, dear, and this poem is an example of why I have such high regard for you. Peace and blessings, Carolyn

Doris Culverhouse November 23, 2010 at 6:12 AM sounds scary....a well written poem! thanks for stopping by my poems!

Tahera Mannan November 23, 2010 at 4:32 AM What a beautiful comparision Anna-Marie. The last stanza is apt and fitting end for this deep poem. Thanks for the kind comments. Thank God it isn't my present situation.

Sara Kendrick November 23, 2010 at 2:34 AM Like the comparison of the walls of buildings to the walls that we build as protection to our tender parts of our soul...I am glad that I chose this one to read today..I was gladden that you stopped by to comment on my work..Sara

Wilma Neels November 23, 2010 at 12:40 AM Anna-Marie, this is so true.. Once we pry or invade, we sometimes dont like what we see.. That time it is practically too late.. enjoyed this loads.. Thank you for your comment today.. Hope your Tuesday will be a great one ;) Wilma

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Andrea Dietrich November 19, 2010 at 8:54 PM Gosh, I sure hope most people do not have nasty stuff behind their walls! Enjoyed reading your work today, Anne-Marie.LOng time, no see. What have you been up to?? andrea

Dr.Ram Mehta October 28, 2010 at 8:07 AM Very awesome secretive write on what is behind these walls, Anna-marie