Illustration by Jane Lee Logan

For years I have knocked
on a closed door
Each thump was a plea,
A prayer from a fervent soul
My hands never ceased to rap-
Slam, hammer, and whack
At the threshold of dreams
I won’t let go
But years have passed
And the door remained closed
I should have gambled at the window
Which opened a chance,
A possibility of luck-
An opportunity
I mustn’t let go

In response to The Daily Post prompt: Window

I have finally decided to climb over the windows of my dreams if I can’t walk right through its door. HA! Is that metaphorically insane? *fingers crossed*

Sadly, this would mean I have to take a break from blogosphere for the rest of March and will have to miss some flash fiction/poetry prompts. 😦

BUT… I’ll be dropping by every now and then to read your posts. That’s a promise. 😉

Ciao! ❤ ❤ ❤