Friday, 6 November 2020

Then The Open Door

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A slightly disturbing poem today. 



Then The Open Door      -      30 Oct 20 

Dark corridor 
Holds the musty form 
Cobwebs shape 
The outline of darkness 
Through which 
Can be seen 
A glimmer of light 
And then the open door 
Closes 



A silent door. 

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