Join Date: Apr 2011
Location: Mousetown, Florida
Have had the family edition of writer's block for a long time. Always had something to take care of, be it kids, H, home, job, always something. Now the words are starting to tumble out again. It been said that to be good at writing one should write about what they know, so here's my first effort in almost 20 years. Thoughts?
Some are strong and sturdy, standing upright against all forces unleashed.
Others seem flimsy and weak, cracking at the slightest pressure exerted.
Doors lead in, lead out.
Doors open, close or simply remain ajar.
Shut, locked, bolted, braced, reinforced.
Wood, plastic, glass, metal.
Physical, mental, spiritual.
Door to the heart, door to the soul, door to the mind.
All work best when they are left open.
My heart's door was open, wide open .
You stepped in, remained there for years.
Then you chose to step out of that door.
And slowly it is closing behind you.
Soon it will be slammed, locked and bolted to you,
resistant to being opened by you.
That door on my heart will be shut as tightly to you
as tightly as your heart's door is shut to me.
Only you have the key to unlock it again.
I refuse to engage in a battle of wits with an unarmed person.