"Her writing style is unique, refreshing, and I was amazed by her perceptions. Loved the book." Karen, Goodreads
Off the sands of time,
I race to Grandfather Clock.
My broken shells are gone.
The beach is empty.
But salt and canvas.
What new life
Can I create?
Spinning Windows into Doors
Invisible ceilings Mark the only barrier Between the shrubs and waves.
Rushes spiral, Slipping into cores, Ripped out stains of the sky.
A sun is a ﬁst In a drawing’s window. Can’t punch through the waves, So it sneaks where water incinerates ﬂesh.
But wait for the canvas, Front and center, Shooting past veins, To the pains of this clerestory.
It’s bleached white With eyes carved of wood and stone. Lips transparent, But deep violet. They restrict the pen Of one who would paint the world In gems and marble-cased grasses.
Emerald green would envelope the drawing, And no one would see the panes.
How could someone Try to resist A face with star ﬂowers Around one eye, Decorated with time above the other?
Does sand permeate the window? Could it shut down time, And freeze the halves of pink chrysanthemums To shatter its own cheeks?
An image without purpose, Must spin the window Into a door.
About the author:
Melinda Longtin is the founder of inspirwing, a professional development blog focused on helping people pursue their dreams. Inspired by her own recovery as a survivor of domestic abuse, Metaphoria started out as a private attempt to organize her emotions. However, it quickly evolved into drastic personal growth as well as her passion for assisting others. A previously published poet and successful educator, Melinda lives life to the fullest in the American Northeast with her soulmate and their cat. Chase your dreams too at https://inspirwing.com.
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