Locked Doors by KarenJ
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Locked Doors
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I was a small child, shivering in the cold
of the chilly workshop. In those days
I was quick and clever, but not old
enough to understand the games my Daddy played.
Now, looking back, I think his favourite part
Was waiting there, lips curled as if to mock;
watching despair cast hooks into my heart
when I found the door was closed and locked.
My stocism was a point of pride
amidst the shame. The thought of it sustains
me even now: "At least I never cried."
The pain is done now, but one thing remains:
Just the locked door, ever representing
hopes dashed, dreams smashed, no happy endings.
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Just a small tribute to my inner child. I honour her courage.
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Comments (15)
dphoadley
Nothing an UZI couldn't fix, or a bit of C4. Why does this pic remind me of the blue rectangle that auctioned for $2,000,000.00. ;=D Keep on Truckin'! David P. Hoadley
TheAnimaGemini
Lovely poem.
eternalwytch1
Powerful voice sweetie.
kalon
Very, very well written, I agree with eternalwytch1, powerful voice indeed.
bogart137
The way youd put it, all of our inner voices felt honoured. Thanks !!!
ArtPearl
I dont often feel out of words, but that's my reaction to your poem and image. Amazing how a message across distances in space and time can be so touching. My respect and gratitude to child and adult.
Tiari
very nice
svdl
Straight between the eyes. Powerful poem!
zfigure7
Tis these locked doors, pensive moods, mixed and ready to sooth....:)
Valerie-Ducom
So beautiful words ! :)
Finister
"Was waiting there, lips curled as if to mock; watching despair cast hooks into my heart" That's fantastic wording!
Titia_2
A cry from the heart...I listen and understand... For this there are no words of comfort...only loving thoughts...
bantha
It is amazing how easy power is misused. I am a father myself, and was just about to repeat the mistakes my parents made as, with the help of many people in my surrounding, I realized that I was about to misuse my power. I really was shocked about myself when I realized it. Dealing with children rarely is easy. They are not clay to be formed, but little personalities which have to be dealt with, accordingly. Your poem made me remember this. And I am really thankfull that I did not became the father like in your poem. Thank you for those words.
originalkitten
Very profound. Superb writing.
akulla
Realism is high, and the composure really works well to convey the theme. Very convinceing and captivating, the movement of the poem flows through the heart and embodies the idea you are trying to convy. After all poetry is the expression of the heart, and here your expressions have touched my heart. Best regards.