I See A Red Door …
Red is for danger
You would enter
assuming you could even reach it,
at your own risk
If I were to let you in
it would be by invitation only
On my terms
I would control your entry
from the inside
No coming and going
as you please
I do not know you well
and I no longer trust
So be it
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Sanaa from A Dash of Sunny is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight
and she has prompted us with minimalist photography using photos
provided by fellow poet and photographer Glenn Butkus. Check out
his amazing photos on the D'Verse page. I chose the Red Door for my poem
Honest and to the point, there’s so much strength in that poem.
Thank you so much ☺️🌺
Once you have trusted too much, it will never be taken lightly again.
So true 😕
I am imagining ‘many folks’ requesting an invite! Great write.
Thanks Helen ☺️🌺💕
This is exquisite woven, Christine 😀 this poem speaks so much about setting rules and of dos and don’ts. 💝 I could really hear your voice in this one- thank you so much for writing!
Thanks Sanaa. It was Glenn’s beautiful photography that inspired me ☺️🌺💕
I like where you went with this Christine: a great poem of setting boundaries!
Thank you Ingrid. I loved Glenn’s photography for this prompt ☺️
Ah yes, if doors could speak what sordid sweet tales they would tell. This RED DOOR image has been the most popular one out here. I chose to write on it myself.
Thanks Glenn. Your photography is stunning ☺️
Yes, watch out!!!! 🤣
If this door could speak, it would be your poem. Nice personification, Christine.
Thanks Lisa. That’s so nice off you ☺️💕
You’re welcome <3
Beautifully poignant, and I love the caution here. Seems like the narrator’s walls are built up for good reason. Excellent writing!
Thanks so much Lucy! Yes indeed they were ☺️💕