Tuesday, March 26, 2013

All the Dead Doors (reposted from 08/23/2012)



All the Dead Doors
By
Lisa A.Williams


All the dead doors
bolted, warped in
old time, sealed
barring entry to a past
so keen
                                                                    in fortune telling.
Stories-
long unspoken around
blazing hearths of kin
and truth.
Fathers’ wishes-
ashes now.
Mothers’ dreams-
cold, dead bolts.
Still, if I listen
heart remembers their
old songs,
if only I could hear
the true rhythm
                                                                     of their words.

19 comments:

  1. 'warped in old time', ' blazing hearths of kin and truth', 'heart remembers' a few of the touching phrases in this beautiful poem!

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  2. Every phrase is perfect. This is one that is so deep, and sucks my breath away. You corner the market on poignancy.

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  3. beautiful ... I love the way this builds to a final crescendo - "the true rhythm of their words"

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  4. Remembering the past can be painful at times. If ONLY we could remember it exactly as it was! And, yes, the true rhythm of their words.

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    1. If only we could remember. Thank you for commenting Mary.

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  5. Your poetry is beautiful. I truly love your work.

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  6. Those ending lines give this post a nice twist ~ Enjoyed this share ~

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  7. ooh, I love how you did this~
    I too love your voice :D

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  8. This proves to me that great idea do not need tom many words to express themselves.. Profound.. :)

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  9. This poem resonated with me strongly. My parents died four months apart, about 20 years ago; Mama's anniversary is this week. I still see her in meditations, hear her laughter, remember her drunk and telling the outrageous stories about our family. My father... I only remember the good stuff now.

    I felt EVERY word of this poem, Lisa. Thanks and bless you. Amy

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  10. Where words draw an image.... this one cojures old phantoms swiftly till another breeze breaks da charm from nostalgia to reality... truely amazin.. :)

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