Step out the door to clear the doubt.
You'll learn for sure what life's about.
What's good, what's bad you shall explore,
to clear the doubt, step out the door.
Unlatch the lock, lash out the fear.
find out your way through hope and cheer.
The journey is a joyful walk,
Lash out the fear, unlatch the lock.
Knock hard to learn what, where and why.
Detect the world with naked eye.
It doesn't lie, but helps you gain.
What, where and why, knock hard to learn.
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Comments
Rula
Excellent write, all these doors and not one love story yet lol,
Take care Young Lady, Yours Ian..
Ian :)
Thanks for the lovely comment.
Good Morning
Have a lovely day out there and may you not have to seek those things you need.
Want for nothing,
Yours Ian
great write Rula
I love the way you have worked the first and last verses of each stanza
and nice blank verse iambic tetrameter
best of luck in the contest
love judy
xxx
doubled
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Judy
Many thanks.
Wish you the same dear.
I love it too!
I love it too!
Appreciate it Greg
thank you
Rula
Yes I agree with above comments - looks like the prize is going to be split at least three ways! :)
love Mand xxx
hello Mand
Appreciate your visit dear!
It's fun what counts, isn't it?
:)
Absolutely!
Salam, Rula
I might be wrong but it seems like you are trying to rhyme it, if so, then that last stanza's last 2 lines' ending words are off - "gain" and "learn"
Alid
may be
near rhyme. Fortunately it isn't a sonnet after all.
ummmm
I remember having posted a comment on this...dunno where and how it disappeared...anyways it was appreciative...making you a strong contender to win the contest...
Regards,
No problem raj
You indeed left a comment under the main thread, Feb. Contest blog.
Thanks for the supportive comment.
Hey Rula
All the contestants seem bent on making judge's job harder and this is no exception......stan
cheer from the sturm
this shines
im basking in it
food bank a man
cursed...'fucking asshole'
wondered if it was I
so I lumbered over to him
he seemed to want to in
a hurry to hop on his electric
three wheeled car...those things
people need when their legs
are done...lungs shot..legs bad
asked him how many batteries
they take..
'many' he mumbled
flipping the lid like he was
working on something
'i have a large hammer...wrench'
which i do..my pedal falls off
stripped nut on bike...
still fumbling...it was the seat
adjustment...
maybe he was cursing the seat
but then a key fell from the latch
aside where he parks his butt
'why thats the key i was looking
for for over a week' suddenly
joy lit his eyes...
'he looked at me'
'it was meant to be'
thank u..he said
but i know he was talking
to the luck
attitude changes everything
but it came from the heart
not the head
nor hands...
a great day..like this poem
beautiful and striking
like sunshine
on a stormy day!
thank U Rula!
W
Mark
Really happy with your passing by.
Thank you
a poem from 4 years ago!
and the comments are such a nice remembrance of Esker.
The message is clear and well presented.
I would just suggest as you have 12 lines in sonnet form, why not add a rhymed couplet to make it a sonnet? The form is most inviting, and I think the poem could use the resolution and vague poetic truth the last lines of a sonnet usually offer. Just a thought.
Thank you Mark
the poem was a first or 2nd attempt tothe 'Swap Quatrain" and I was so happy with the result but I really appreciate the thought, it reflects your kind appreciation.
http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/swapquatrain.html
Thank you!