this old door
is
sometimes squeaky
sometimes stiff
sometimes wet, with kitty wee
just won’t close if
you try to slam it
has stood silently
with the passage of the ages
fascists fell back
before the partisans
then hippies came
and yuppies went
and every year the church procession
weaves, through the alley right past this door
it’s seen the passing of many souls
generations of families
the young who became old
now through this door
I’ll pass yet for a while
and still it will stand
when I am gone
© G.s.k. ‘15
Inspired by: Prompt Stomp Week 2
Quite interesting, the passage of time witnessed through the old door. I like this a lot —
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Thanks .. it’s been sitting in the “pot” for the last few days simmering … 🙂
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Awesome and lovely entry! I am so glad you stopped by and joined in! 🙂
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Thanks Megan .. I really enjoyed this prompt!
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I am so glad you liked it! It happens every Saturday with a new prompt! 🙂 Hope to see you for round 3!
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Sure hope so too!
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Beautifully written.. I have had similiar thoughts when I see old trees.. how many generations they must have seen passing by.
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A fascinating way to look at the past!
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Venerable old thing which has withstood the test of time. It deserves a fine ode such as this!
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This is a wonderful, evocative post. Thanks so much.
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Quite gorgeous–both your writing and the photo.
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Such history has passed through this door, cara. I take tons of photos of doors looking for time to write more but no time for this one. I truly enjoyed this…slamming never shuts an old door 😉
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Thanks … loved your comment 😉 and hope you got caught up with your shut-eye!
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Endless Journey witnessed by this door..
Lovely picture.
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Yes … 🙂
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That is so apt with the picture.. beautifully written 🙂
Cheers
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Thanks!!
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Seeing the passing of time through a door’s perspective! Wonderful!
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I really loved that prompt precisely for that reason .. glad you liked the write.
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vivid, even without the photo. Love the somnolence of passage woven through this poem!
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Thanks a lot Janet … it probably had that somnolence quality because I was writing past my bed time 😉
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I just love this.
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🙂
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Brought back so many memories …well written
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Thanks …
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an homage to everything that stands the test of time
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🙂
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I admire the way you cast spells with your expressions, Bastet 🙂
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Thanks Sunita.
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People have passed on; this is inevitable. Well penned.
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Ah yes … people have passed on and times have changed 🙂
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Nicely done. That old door has lived some life itself.
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Sure has! 🙂
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