Richard Lamoureux Poet Rhyme

Red Door

Red Door

Some say 
it’s a victimless crime
People have partaken
from earliest times
Maybe they are
consenting adults
But this is not
what it's all about

Those who partake, 
join together their souls
Pleasure commerce
hearts always pay a toll
Faces hidden
both feel their shame
They meet in darkness
all the same

What is this path, 
that so many choose
Where both partakers
eventually loose
This is not
what we are formed for
Please walk away
from the sorrowful Red Door

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Kim Rodrigues June 27, 2019 at 6:06 PM So true! Two hearts in jeopardy unless they unite in purity. Richard Lamoureux June 28, 2019 at 8:26 AM Thanks Kim.

Lynn Marie March 30, 2017 at 11:19 PM A thoughtful piece on a topic shrouded in emotions that need to be discussed. Your words are a great start, understanding can then begin. Nicely penned Richard :-) lynnxxx The title caught my eye because of Andreas poem for your 'Doors' contest. I just recommended you both to a very young man, Alex Anonymous. He has writers block, I suggested he read you both for inspiration. Enjoy a happy Friday and great weekend :-) Richard Lamoureux March 31, 2017 at 7:16 AM Hi Lynn Marie, thanks for reading one of my older ones. I hope you also have a wonderful weekend. I hope your friend Alex stops by. ;0)

Julia Ward June 17, 2015 at 12:16 PM My criticism was not of you but of Casarah in choosing to disclose sensitive family information on your poetry page.

Julia Ward June 17, 2015 at 11:59 AM Regarding yours of 11:03 AM today, Richard... When one is dealing with a contentious subject, one can't be too careful on the Internet in discussing one's family members. Richard Lamoureux June 17, 2015 at 12:09 PM I understand, however it is not up to me to decide what another person chooses to disclose. I can only try to respond as sensitively as I can.

Julia Ward June 17, 2015 at 10:31 AM I read the comments, and I see Eileen referred to the "Red Door" perfume subject. As you know, I tackled that today for John Lawless' contest... As for yours, I thought you tackled the prostitution subject well. I can't get over Casarah admitting her mother was a prostitute, this being the Internet. I'm surprised she wanted to say it on this open site. Richard Lamoureux June 17, 2015 at 11:03 AM I guess she is not looking at it from a perspective of shame. If it adds to a dialogue on the subject I think it is a good thing. Thanks for reading and commenting Julia.

Cynthia Jones January 15, 2015 at 1:34 PM Some people have a hard life. Great poem though. *S* Cynthia

Casarah Nance June 23, 2014 at 10:38 AM I didn't actually know what you meant by the red door, until I read some of the comments. I did enjoy the poem, I have mixed feeling on the subject, my mother was a prostitute in vegas way back when, i can see the pro's and cons, i love how your poems touch every subject, you are awesome ;) Richard Lamoureux June 25, 2014 at 12:42 PM How is your mom now? Did her choice of work impact your feelings and thoughts around sexuality? I hope I am not being to intrusive by asking. Soup mail me if you like.

Sam Toil April 20, 2014 at 8:25 AM Well said, Richard. The heart of your poem, "Faces hidden, both feel the shame", is provocative. "Hidden", "shame": there is nothing to be proud of here in this world. There is no connection. There is no love. There is only commerce and lurid gratification. I hope you are right when you say "This is not, what we are made for". Loved your poem. Peace...Sam Richard Lamoureux April 20, 2014 at 8:37 AM Thanks Sam, I like the amount of thought you put into your comments. I really appreciate it. My experience has taught me and shown me we are made for more.

Red Fiery August 18, 2013 at 9:08 AM I wish the society could understand..i lived in Bengal for 8 yrs. It was famous for prostitution and all those things associated with it. I got a chance to interact with a prostitute who was travelling in the same bus. people in the bus were treating her like an untouchable. I got annoyed and in order to offend them i sat next to her. I am not ashamed of doing what I did. you have highlighted a very serious issue Richard. I am proud of you. This peom is better than the BEST ! 100/100...cheers ! Richard Lamoureux August 18, 2013 at 9:25 AM Thanks, know one knows the prostitute's story but God and yet Jesus said let he who is without sin cast the first stone.

Karen Anglesey July 21, 2013 at 4:16 PM Richard, In Las Vegas there Is the Green Door and the Red Rooster among many others... Your theme speaks loudly with the choice of words..very well done. Congratulations on being featured poet of the week :) Richard Lamoureux July 21, 2013 at 4:39 PM Thanks Karen

Skat A July 21, 2013 at 9:29 AM RICHARD, I like this awesome write. Congrats, on having your poem featured on the soups home page. Have yourself a nice day. LUV* ~SKAT~ Richard Lamoureux July 21, 2013 at 4:41 PM Thanks SKAT

Poet Destroyer A July 21, 2013 at 8:52 AM Richard, Congratulations on your featured poem of the week. enjoy life with smiles :-) love <3 LINDA Richard Lamoureux July 21, 2013 at 4:43 PM Thanks Linda

Eileen Manassian March 30, 2013 at 7:20 AM Richard, not offensive. Something that needs to be brought to light. However...I can't get the negative vibes needed cause Red Door used to be a scent I wore by Elizabeth Arden! It is simply beautiful! Just saying....the poem...GREAT! Worded very well! Like Andrea said, for some...there is no other alternative Richard Lamoureux March 31, 2013 at 7:01 AM I am glad it is not offensive. Sorry about the fragrance though. I guess Elizabeth Arden wants you to embrace the naughty side.

Andrea Dietrich February 11, 2013 at 12:02 AM there is not a thing risque in how you presented this one, richard. I bet you got fewer comments because you had not built up a fan base yet. I like your symbolism of the red door. Kind of like the scarlet letter. Did you see Les Mis. I believe some simply have to resort to the world's oldest profession when they are starving and need to provide for a family. So sadly true I think. mostly in third world countries but even here in the good old USA Richard Lamoureux February 11, 2013 at 7:11 AM No I almost went to see it once in Toronto. I do realize for many there is no choice. Thanks for taking a look.

Ashley Renee November 8, 2012 at 3:23 PM Great work, I love how open minded you are. I think the mind works wonders when a poet can write with an open mind. Love it. Richard Lamoureux November 8, 2012 at 4:20 PM Hi Ashley Thanks for being the first to comment. I appreciate your kind words. Feel free to browse about, ther may be more to your liking.

Richard Lamoureux October 27, 2012 at 3:44 PM I hope this one isn't offensive, it is the only Poem I have received no comments on. Just Curious.