Written for the Second Tuesday of October 16
#OpenLinkNight @dVersePoets
My Photo Location: Through “The Open Door”
Meridieene’s French Dessert Salon & Cafe
112 South First Street, Rogers, AR
In a quiet time in October,
it’s a rainy day.
I dream of you—
regardless of what
you say.
Your one-word storyline
reveals a secret
hidden among the roses—
bleeding from night thorns,
and where rivers flow against the shores.
Aloft in my dreams
where deadly day fires grow,
your pulse lingers
in the wind.
Will I follow . . .
through the open door?
through the open door?
Overlooked
moments unspent
between our restless souls.
I dream of you—
regardless of what
you say.
The Open Door, written while listening to
Darrell Scott’s Music, Scotland.



Oh, Ms Beez – so glad you visited! I so appreciate your kind words for my poem. I guess it is different from other things that I have written – sometimes a poem just comes to me from my life experiences. And, yes I think you got the message loud & clear — one can still dream that love could be reciprocal! The hesitation is there as to trusting the other person to really love you and stand by you no matter what. To love someone deeply — well, now here I go again! 🙂
Thank you Beez! -wishing you a grand hugs & warm smiles for your day!
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wow .. 😉 no matter what you say.. hmmm I understand this as even though love doesn't flow from the other party like your own for them .. one will still dream this could be so… there fore you are hesitant to walk through that door being there is a problem with the language of love between the two party's .. have I made sense here lol I know what i mean and I know how i have read this to be … lol BUT I dont' think I have expressed this in the easiest of narrative ! Well who cares lol how i read this poetry It is after all that I think one of the most beautiful and seems very different to me from the other poems you have written .. :*) always beez x
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Really great verse Joan. Love the imagery and the flow. What an incredible line in here as well, I dream of you regardless of what you say. Really an excellent piece. Thanks
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A beautifully constructed piece, Joanie…and the meaning of love…that no matter what transpires…love is the power, the engine that keeps us moving and meaningful. I love this write!
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For some, I know love is elusive.
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These are heartfelt words. How difficult it is to live love alone in the face of one word answers. Well done.
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A lilting, lovely sentiment. I agree with Susie, love is love, ours to feel and freely give.
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