Thank YOU for the fine work, as always.
Iām working on a photography project about doors and this piece really spoke to me and would be a perfect pairing with the photos.
If I keep moving forward with it, Iāll contact you about the possibility of using your words (with full attribution).
Be well!
Thanks, Tre. I am fortunate in knowing that a few opened doors changed my life for the better. Of course I wonder if I should have tried other doors, too…
You’re most welcome. I think that’s the beauty of life–us knowing that the doors we needed were open when we were ready to walk through them. Peace, Robert.
Doors trigger all sorts of inner openings and closings … curiosity usually pushes me push an ajar door a bit wider open. Sometimes, though, intuition declares a swivel! Taking doorway as metaphor, voting someone into office indeed = decision, indeed merits several swivels and inhales. There are those candidates/incumbents I’d like to shut and lock the door on … not the door they would choose.
How to get in? How to get OUT!!
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Ah, yes. Of course I always look for windows. š
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Wow! You opened the door to imagination and possibilities.
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All it takes is a little crack…
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Reblogged this on On My Feet.
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Thanks for reblogging!
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Thank YOU for the fine work, as always.
Iām working on a photography project about doors and this piece really spoke to me and would be a perfect pairing with the photos.
If I keep moving forward with it, Iāll contact you about the possibility of using your words (with full attribution).
Be well!
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That sounds wonderful!
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Yes, decisions. Continue looking back, or move forward?
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My default is set at moving forward, but with occasional glances back, if only to see what’s overtaking me. š
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That’s a good strategy.
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I wouldn’t know what else to do.
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“I swivel,
pause to inhale.”
Excellence, Robert. The title is an eye-catcher too.
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Thanks, Tre. I am fortunate in knowing that a few opened doors changed my life for the better. Of course I wonder if I should have tried other doors, too…
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You’re most welcome. I think that’s the beauty of life–us knowing that the doors we needed were open when we were ready to walk through them. Peace, Robert.
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So true, Tre. So true.
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Doors trigger all sorts of inner openings and closings … curiosity usually pushes me push an ajar door a bit wider open. Sometimes, though, intuition declares a swivel! Taking doorway as metaphor, voting someone into office indeed = decision, indeed merits several swivels and inhales. There are those candidates/incumbents I’d like to shut and lock the door on … not the door they would choose.
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Oh, I hear you, Jazz!
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The opening of doors
is politics by any other
means of entry.
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As is the closing!
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love the back and forth.. I almost get visual of swinging door. š
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Thanks, Anthony. Open, closed, open, closed. š¬
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Wrote this for my brother who was always slamming doors: https://redbearx.com/2017/09/12/hark-door-hart/
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Great poem. Thanks for sharing.
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Beautiful. Spun out of almost nothing.
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Thanks, Sudhanshu. In this case, nothing is something. š
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I explain my leaving doors open as that is welcoming. I only close as an indication of keeping out. That’s quite a metaphor you have produced here
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Doors are so enticing!
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I quite enjoyed reading this until i got to the end. At thw end it feels as if there is something missing, like there should be more.
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Such is poetry – too much/not enough. Perhaps others will balance the equation. š
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