Unlatched
Unlatched gate swings free. /
Raindrops dangle from the bar. /
Winter wind whistles.
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Tag Archives: gate
“Green eye”
Green eye
The green eye of fall /
spies from between the gate slats, /
crouches with the leaves.
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“Closed”
Closed
The lock and chain /
say this gate is not for you. /
This garden is closed.
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“Waiting”
Waiting
Widow’s tears, waiting /
by the empty walkway. /
The gate remains closed.
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Photo finish Friday: “Gate”
Is the label (Gate) to help those coming or going?
Gate
Heavy lies the head
of the man whose heart is stone
Heavy lies the head
of the man who has no bone.
Heavy lies the head
of the man whose fate awaits
Heavy lies the head
of the face so out-of-place.
Heavy lies the head
whose face is in the clouds
Heavy lies the head
with cumulus for a shroud.
Heavy lies the head
when over my shoulder I look.
Heavy lies the head
in his hands he holds a book.
Heavy lies the head
seeking only mother’s love.
Heavy lies the head
a resting place for doves.
Heavy lies the head
whose shoes are granite bound.
Heavy lies the head
for they make yet not a sound.
Heavy lies the head
of the man whose spirit is light.
Heavy lies the head
you see it both day and night.
Heavy lies the head
his burden is my burden too.
Heavy lies the head
his words help me know what to do.
–photo by Beth Booker
–poem by David E. Booker
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