I look forward to the door.
It is sealed secure,
but since this is an elated story
I will unlock it.
Away with the beclouded clutches,
and flushed wood.
Take hold of the pearly knob,
and wind it downwards.
I free it like a yawn.
As it maneuvers
it is rendered passable.
And I pluck deep an inspiration.
I'm embarking into herbs and spices,
and marmalade sunset.
Unconstrained,
expressing,
existing...
yes.
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Hi Hibiscus my name is CaptianRandom,
First of all i really did not like this poem, in all honesty you could have turned this poem into a short story, it was good length, but no space between writing, sorry but i did not like the poem sorry.
-CaptianRandom
I have always been taught not to refer to the story you're telling. I'm personally not fond of "but since this is an elated story."
Great imagery here. Couldn't you just visualize a marmalade sunset. It's like I'm watching one right here as I look at the words. It almost reminds me of the Beatles song, "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds:" "Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies."
Hello there
I like this a lot. It was as if I was watching those horror movies where the MC opens the door and BAM! But this was excellent and the way you wrote it. It can also be viewed metaphorically, if you look at it at another angle.
good job
Everything seems well but what is behind this door?