Trap of the Heart

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In the beginning

You appeared to be

an open door

 

As time went on

that door began

to close more

and more and more

 

Until…

One day it

Slammed shut in

Anger

without warning

Loud…

A bang that echoed

across the miles

 

What happened?

Ego?…

Secrets?…

Anger?…

All directed

toward me

Yet…

I have no

idea what lies

behind it all

 

Months later a

small crack…

a brief opening…

Hope?

Not at all

You see…

All trust is gone

 

And…

the door eases

shut this time

with brief…

occasional…

glimpses…

cracks…

no anger…

perhaps one day

it will open again

 

But…

I will be ever cautious.

I will not be so quick to accept.

I will not be fooled again.

 

An open door is

Not always friendly…

welcoming…

But…

Sometimes it is

in reality

A Trap of the Heart

 

This poem was inspired after reading Doors by Carl Sandburg.

 

© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

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poem- the other place

I love Shawn’s poetry. This one speaks to me on a very personal level…my life is a series of making it up as I go … one day at a time.

Shawn L. Bird

I’m making this up as I go along

You in the other place

Singing echoing off the walls

in an imaginary  paradise.

You in the other place

Eden entwined between

sheets and dreams

making it up as we go along

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