Standing and Knocking

A Poem by Valentine

"Standing and Knocking"

Deep reflections in the eyes, showing the brightness,

And the beauty of his glorious face;

Yet reflecting all of the dark places he has been.

As he stood at life's door, knocking...knocking loudly

To be let in...into the places one is allowed to see,

But never allowed...to touch.

Standing at life's window, staring at the distance

Between life and dream. Eyes reflecting the beauty,

The brightness of her face...yet she stands alone.

Mired in the dark places he has dwelt in for so long.

Still, he knocks at life's door, seeking entrance...

Entrance to all in life he has always been allowed to see,

But was forbidden to touch. Eyes...never leaving

The beauty there...the beauty of her face.

Reflected in eyes, his eyes...eyes that are forbidden,

To open life's door or to touch...just once touch

Her face...her face and all of the forbidden things

Lying on the other side...the other side of life.

Knocking...but to poor to be allowed in;

To just once touch, all.... that lies on life's other side.

{P&C} Valentine

© 2016 Valentine

© 2017 Valentine

Author's Note

A very old write, idea came from a 17th century novel.

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Leslie Philibert

I got the tip from your note ; right, well written echoes of the kind of formal language used by novelists in the 17th century; good work !

Posted 7 Years Ago

7 Years Ago

Thank you Leslie for reading my scribble. Kathie

TheUnrulyWriter

I'm not sure of the exact meaning of this poem, but for me it made me think about when I was in elementary school. I never had crushes on anyone, but I would always pretend to because I wanted to do the things that everyone else did. Everyone made dating look so fun and I wanted to join in, but I never actually felt anything for anyone, so I didn't get so far. I'm sure the poem is actually about something different, but it was cool how the wording fit into my personal life experiences. Great work and quite a good read!!

Posted 7 Years Ago

7 Years Ago

No, that was not meant at all. Kathie

angeleapaugh

I could feel the angst to go thru the door....i enjoyed this.

Posted 7 Years Ago

7 Years Ago

I love the old time romantic books, this idea came from one I read. Kathie

Coyote Poetry

Honest, powerful and real thoughts and words dear friend.
"Knocking...but to poor to be allowed in;
To just once touch, all.... that lies on life's other side."
Some hope and wishes won't be found again till we do the final walk. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 7 Years Ago

7 Years Ago

Thank you John for your kind words. Kathie

7 Years Ago

You are welcome dear Kathie.

Dr. Wood ?

penultimate line.....TO POOR should be TOO POOR surely? It is a sad but truthful thing that there will always be the haves and have nots. Greed has a lot to answer for

Posted 7 Years Ago

7 Years Ago

You sound like my 3rd grade teacher. Kathie

7 Years Ago

Yeah, I flunked everything after the 3rd grade....Whenever THAT was

Omikron

I would say that this is a written version of a couple dancing a very slow waltz, while listening to a single sad note of a violin, and slowly moving across the floor in a pointless but yet so important dance. Needless to say, I liked this poem.

// O

Posted 7 Years Ago

7 Years Ago

Different way of expressing a review. Kathie

Giulia King

Sad but a beautiful poem as always, Kathie!

Posted 7 Years Ago

7 Years Ago

There will always be the haves and the have nots. Kathie

Tony Jordan

Someone below their station with eyes on a woman who can never be his - does she even know he's alive, I wonder?
It reminded me of Anne Boleyn's story a bit - not the Henry end of her story but the man she abandoned for Henry.
The sad feeling of 'out of reach' is well conveyed Kathie.