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:

Silent Otto 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.

21 Wits 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 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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