Draw the sash-
Lock the door.
They say, I don’t live here anymore…
Who changed the curtains?
Painted over my pale yellow walls?
Let the ivy grow a tangle around the flowers-
Encroaching up through the pathways?
All the endless hours I toiled in this garden,
All my work…
The placement of every seed.
A firing plethora of color
Bursting through gray
Branching and spiraling
bridging to the crossover-
that was the threshold of my wisdom
where the unlocking of memory took place
lumbering through a foggy maze
surrounded by gaps
searching for a key…
pounding & pounding on the door!
maneuvering around a hideous plaque
I think I understand…
I step over a hole
Shift to the right
I’m locked out…
Going around the hole
veering to the left
I’m locked in…
2015 Jul 6 at 10:10am Linda Pendergrass replied “Yes … Thank you for sharing my work.” .Permission at https://www.facebook.com/garyjoseph.leblanc/posts/959379264101870
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