SHORT VISIT
Protest peeks through the keyhole
For a view of larger 'why didn't they answer'
Why did't they let me in
See now, no one is about
Wait! is that laughter shelved on the mantelpiece?
I searched and searched a long time for this
See now, there it is
Yet, no one is about
Laughter will warm their hearts, when they return
My footsteps retrace to another pace
Where solitude taps its name on the keyboard
And words toss back and forth like ebb tide
When the song of the ocean soothes the soul.
SHORT VISIT © gillena cox 2016
Prompt Nights – A Cup of Nostalgia [4]
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Bits of Inspiration ~ Keyhole
Oh I love those opening lines, it feels like I am stepping into a portal of an alternate universe. Beautifully expanding! Thank you so much for participating :D
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Sanaa
Happy you dropped in Sanaa
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This is beautiful, Gillena.
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Nice one! I liked the unexpected change of feeling, with the laughter, and the further change in withdrawing back to your own place.
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I like it, Gillena. Like she picked a bad night to venture to those expected-to-be-fun places. Think I have those when I was single. Sounds like you might know them also.
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Thanks for your appreciation Jim
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I can remember those time eavesdropping on my parents at their party.. Wonderful.
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Very lovely!
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It reads like a marriage between a game and a song. ;-)
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I like your approach to this prompt, Gillena.
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I love the images your poem conveys. Reminds me of grandpa's room back in the islands. and the sounds of the waves crashing ashore while he writes in his journals alone in his room. beautiful memories this brings. thanks.
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And words toss back and forth like ebb tide--I love this. And taking it a step further, sometimes they drag us in like a rip tide! Google wont let me comment with wordpress so here's my link: http://liv2write2day.wordpress.com
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping in to read mine Victoria, i will certainly use the link you left to come across and read yours
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"words toss back and forth like ebb tide" Ingenious.
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Solitude tapping it's name on a keyboard - marvellous image - and not necessarily lonely not when we have words to keep us company and make things brighter
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping in to read mine Jae
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This is beautiful. Thank you so much for taking part in the prompt!
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So much restlessness in waiting for the laughter to return. At least there is solace in knowing where it can be found when needed.
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I especially loved the concluding lines. They are beautiful :)
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"And words toss back and forth like ebb tide" and "song of the ocean"
ReplyDeleteare just beautiful phrases. Lovely poem.