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I Call That the Doorway to Emerson

November 20, 2009
By BlueAstronaut PLATINUM, Herndon, Virginia
BlueAstronaut PLATINUM, Herndon, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Tiny curtains open and we hear the tiny clap of little hands <br /> A tiny man would tell a little joke and get a tiny laugh from all the folks&quot;<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Missed the Boat - Modest Mouse


sometimes life is a dull pane
a splash of grey muck
in a bucket of damp
and when it gets hot
-sweltering,boiling, churning-
you may find yourself wishing,
desiring
to jump out!

sometimes a dull pane is life
grey much in a splash of damp;
the bucket lying beside it
toppled by some unknown force
and when it gets cold,
-stiffening, glossing, entrapping-
you may find yourself staring
empty eyed
into twin reflections
barren holes

side by side
you may find yourself descending
deeper and deeper
without a handrail.

sometimes a dull pane
is set in a door
the bucket sits upright
a tattered rag hanging limply on it's edge
all the dampness gone
scrubbed across that pane
and still the dullness is omnipitent
sturdy and opaque
the dull pane only gives you a shimmer
only a cavorting ribbon of light
a sliver, of a peeling, from the orange of life.
Then,
in the midst of all your
melancholic longing
the tiny silver door knob
just a minescule gleam in Your darkness
becomes an obvious salvation.
stretch out your hand...


The author's comments:
So many people believe they have lived their lives in chains. They become so distracted by their strife, their work, their heartache that they forget to open their eyes when they wake up in the morning. They never even know they have the key...

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