Seren Roberts Poet Verse

The Door - Contest

It had been locked 
for longer than I want to remember
Firmly locked no spy hole
No keyhole
Nothing 
to give away its secrets.

I had forgotten about it
It was designed so that it wasn't like a door
Just part of the wall.
'Til that day, 
I decided to renovate the upstairs hall

Walls looked like they had seen better days
A few faded scuff marks, where,
Friends children used to play
White paint had a definite yellow tinge
Needed freshening up to look good

Whilst washing the walls
I remembered the room
My face went pale, felt sure to swoon
With trembling hands
I found the secret lock and 

Then  I opened That door
What a dreadful shock
Was full of what I had been
A slinky size 10 when life was a dream
My other self lived within
I cried for my self esteem

The flimsy lingerie were fun
Not a lot to be fair
Elegant blouses
Might as well
 Not be there.
So sheer , So voluptuous 
The clothes I once wore

Where is the body gone
That is what I want to know
Boobs gone south
Belly to put a belly dancer to shame
The only thing stayed 
the same
Is my name 


penned June 18th 2015

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Darlene Gifford June 19, 2015 at 3:37 AM Hi, This a great poem for the contest. Sorry about your friend. I hope she'll be ok. Good luck with the contest. Blessings, Darlene

Eve Roper June 18, 2015 at 7:46 AM Oh how horrible you have written about me. I cry sometimes that I am not that size anymore and have had to get rid of all those cloths. a 7 on this wonderful write Hugs Eve Seren Roberts June 19, 2015 at 1:46 AM My friend is on steroids she has ballooned up, after a convo with her, had the idea of the poem....sorry if it was a reminder to you of earlier times...Seren