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The fickle doors of life

Hints of possibilities

Hinged on perception

Doors for coming through

Mellifluous strains from an era bygone, an anchor, a stall

Cacophony of tin cans, the ghosts of the past smuggling in

Doors for going forward

Phlegethon of a future waiting to be made

Seeking the holy trinity

Scrambling for the golden triangle

Doors – an invitation to a decision

A way forward, a way to escape, or simply an archway to rest

What paths shall I discover, which lanes shall I explore?

Perhaps a divine hint or a coin to flip or an excuse of a Sunday sabbath

Doors shutting on my face

Desperate knuckles knocking on locked doors

Leaving me bereft of sun, sound or breath

Doors – the finality of a decision

Doors morphing into walls, dropping into ravines

The fickle doors of life

Hints of possibilities

Hinged on perception


Written in response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie’s Photo Challenge #379 and Wordle #254 (Mellifluous, Era, Tin Can, Smuggle, Sunday, Phlegethon, Archway, Hint, Fickle, Knuckles, Flip, Triangle)

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