Sunday, March 16, 2014

The Open Door


                 ... you raked my bones with clever words

                                                                      ... brought me bitter sips of tainted wine

                            ... left me longing ... for the open door I could not see
 



4 comments:

  1. oh, shattered hopes! One of life's most disappointing feelings. Such good writing!

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  2. longing . . . for the open door I could not see Oh, gosh, the yearning and hurt that evokes. I don't always comment, Teresa, but, I'm always here, reading, absorbing, appreciating. Thank you.

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    1. Thank you so much, Penny. I'm very grateful for your comment.

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