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Innocently I asked

Innocently I asked

Innocently
I asked.

A door opens,
recklessly revealing
old life.

It hurts
to have no words
allowed to wander,
wonder,
ponder

for fear is stalking me.

Yet,
the silence is killing me,
is killing us.

Yes,
it helps to let these words roam free.

Another door opens,
admission is the key.

It helps to speak, to give
life
to words that have lain dormant
for all my life:

I am – no, we are –
worth the space
connection needs.

Recklessness need not be feared
anymore,
it has become a way in
and thus a way out
into our new rooms.

I duly sign the deeds
to our house, our marriage
of speech and heart.
Ā 

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Gwendoline

Hi John, this is a well written poem, the past can feel a daunting place to be. Some doors I like to stay closed. I enjoyed the structure you used here, it gave the piece a good flow
Gwen :)Ā 

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John Loopstra

yes, I quite agree, doors should remain closed, but the tarot card spread did not lie, but it was helpfull and we've made a step forward...

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Gwendoline

Tarot cards are so helpful John, I am pleased you are finding their guidance useful. May you continue to make strides forwards x

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John Loopstra

Aye, they are my third leg in life - together with astrology and explained by the wife, she is so good at it. I use the Sassoraibuto most often, but there are more decks in usešŸ¤”šŸ¤£

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Gwendoline

That's lovely John, I have a few decks myself šŸ™ƒ

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Being Me

Keep moving forward my friend. On any journey the scenery changes x

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John Loopstra

Aye, and in 61 years I've seen quite different landscapes, glad to be in the quiet countryside nowšŸ¤£šŸ˜‡ Hanx for the encouragement

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