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.
Shadowleaves on Lake Ann 
I love the opening and closing line. So beautiful, so achy…
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Joanie, my beautiful Ozark friend! What a wonderful poem – I especially love 'your wishes shattered where rivers flow against the shores
I dream of you regardless of what you say' And the visual of the open door – so great! K
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Nice, love the repetition.
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Really beautiful… Love the repetition
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Joanie! This is yet another fantastic weave…you've laced some intense imagery, softened by the lingering cry I somehow sense in my imagination. I would have to walk through that door…might have something to do with the scents I imagine wafting thru the air in that image! 😉
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I love this, Joanie! I especially liked “red bleeding from night thorns” and the idea of the pulse lingering in the wind! Wonderful!
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Brian, thank you every so much for always taking the time to read and respond to our poetry. So very kind! Thank you for your kind words and always your …smiles…
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Susie, thank you for stopping by and for your feedback. Sometimes,
I feel love is so elusive, and then at the same time always there —
if we dare to walk through that 'open door' . . .
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smiles….lovely repetition in this….recentering us through out the poem…and felt as well…the feelings are there regardless….smiles.
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What a beautiful poem and the song to go with it. “I dream of you regardless of what you say.” Love is love whether it is accepted or rejected.
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