Monday, June 10, 2013

MAGPIE...Prompt #172


                                                      Charleston Farmhouse Door


THANK YOU, Tess...at Magpie Tales....


WHO'S THERE?

Are you the lover
who's bluster
whispered
a plea
at my door,
tapped a code
at the transom?
The wind says,
let me in.

Fingers twitch
at the latch.
Rust flakes
into tiny daggers.

Your hands,
cup a caress
in search of the heat
of Hades.
Hephaestus says,
let me in.

You whistle
a melody
that flows
beneath the door.
Once again
you chant a promise.
Let me in.


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34 comments:

Kutamun said...

They can only ever cross the threshold if invited !

Lyn said...

Hi Kutamun-
That's the problem, whom to let in? Thanks....

Helen said...

... not to worry, it's only the wind. I enjoyed this, Lyn.

Strummed Words said...

A ghostly lover. Love it!

Blue Sky Dreaming said...

Oh, for godsakes open the door!

Lyn said...

Hi Helen-
Thanks so much...glad you did...

Lyn said...

Hi Strummed Words-
Welcome, and thanks..

Lyn said...

Hi Blue Sky Dreaming-
If something happens..I'll blame you!! ha ha...thanks..

Laurie Kolp said...

Gorgeous, Lyn. I especially like that last stanza.

Other Mary said...

Can you say no to an entreaty like that? I too really like the last stanza.

Little Nell said...

I'd say you need to exercise caution; don't be too hasty in letting them in! There's a note of uncertainty and something rather threatening running through this well-crafted poem.

kaykuala said...

More often a plea may just work on unsuspecting victims. It's sad when a trusting soul gets hoodwinked. Just isn't fair! Nicely Lyn!

Hank

Lyn said...

Hi Laurie-
Thanks so much..really appreciate your words...

Lyn said...

Hi Other Mary-
She's trying....has tried before!
Thank you!

Lyn said...

Hi Little Nell-
Guarding against the wolf at the door...will she? Won't she? Thank you!

Lyn said...

Hi kaykuala-
We live and learn..Thank you, Hank!

izzy said...

Great thanks! many is the cool currant under those doors!

Jinksy said...

Nice one, Lyn :)

Lyn said...

Hi izzy-
Yes, you never know what enters under the door..thanks!

Lyn said...

Hi Jinksy-
Thanks Jinksy...love that name!!

Sienna said...

Once again
you chant a promise.
Let me in.

Loved it. Very nicely done.

Karen S. said...

Could it be a big bad wolf? Oh no....! Such a fine mystery this is.

hyperCRYPTICal said...

Lovely, lovely words.
Last stanza made me all, well, excited! Please let me in!
Anna :o]

Lyn said...

Hi Sienna-
Thanks so much for the lovely comment!

Lyn said...

Hi Karen S.-
That's just what I had in mind! You solved it!! Thanks...

Lyn said...

Hi hyperCRYPTICal-
You said the secret word..Enter!Thank you...

~T~ said...

"Rust flakes
into tiny daggers."
Ooh, nice!

Lyn said...

Hi ~T~
So glad to receive your kind words! Thanks...

Karla B aka Lady Skyclad said...

Stunning piece!Love it!

Helena said...

It took me along with it, this poem! Wouldn't mind being invited inside with more pieces like this one, Lyn!

Lyn said...

Hi Karla-
So happy with your comment..thank you!!

Lyn said...

Hi Helena-
Knock three times and Enter!! Maybe I'll just have a party!!!Thank you...

Tess Kincaid said...

I could see the fingers twitching...the rust...

Lyn said...

Hi Tess-
Glad to let you in!! Thanks..

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