The DoorA Poem by peppino ruggeriFlight of fancy.I dreamt that I was lost in a lush forest Drifting
blindly among ancient trees Wandering
without aim in pensive mood I saw a
massive door made of old wood The door was
plain, no handle was in sight Ravages of
time had left no mark Next to a
wall of stones stood proud and high In silence it
allured the passer-by Standing
spellbound, nursing my own thoughts A birdlike
creature approached me from above “This door
opens to the soul, all day and night” It screeched
with a shrill that gave me fright I didn’t
move, my lips voiced no reply As that
exotic creature passed me by On the wooden
door was fixed my gaze Standing I
remained in the same place The wooden
door’s invite could not resist I said yes without my mind’s command With creaking
noise it opened at slow pace Before I had
a chance to touch its face Flowers and
weeds inside were intertwined Dancing
together as the breeze was light A narrow path
that showed absence of wear Led to a
garden tended with great care I had never
seen a garden so divine Brilliant
colours flirting with sun rays Petals kept
on dancing with the breeze Sweet
fragrance was a harbinger of peace . To touch that
beauty was my deep desire But was
repelled by long and piercing thorns “Beauty
cannot be touched, can’t be possessed” That creature
shrilled, “admire and you’ll be blest.” I turned away
as sadness gripped my heart Moving
towards an entrance without light I ventured in
though fear I failed to hide Not knowing
what the darkness hid inside The darkness
seemed alive though had no life Sap began to
drain from my own soul Loneliness
seized my heart and left it bare My close
companion now was deep despair I ran away
and crossed the open door Trying to push
it shut without success “Closing the
door to our soul we’ll fail” Warned that
creature with a shrieking wail I kept on
walking almost in a daze Then turned
around enraptured by that place The garden
was a shadow past the door Its scent is
in my soul for evermore © 2022 peppino ruggeri |
StatsAuthorpeppino ruggeriHanwell, New Brunswick, CanadaAboutI am a retired academic. I enjoy gardening, writing poems and short stories and composing songs which may be found on my youtube channel Han Gardener or Spotify under peppino ruggeri. more..Writing
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