Amanda Jackson

Portals - Poem by Amanda Jackson

Into you I gaze, to both my form is called.
Opaque from lights reflection, which portal shall I enter?
Solid, sturdy in the center. Within a frame they are contained.
Traces of life in each are seen, one from visions the other from its nature.
Which portal shall I enter?

Seemingly firm, mistakable at first sight.
These soldiers, now, must fall from wind, land, or weather.
At the mercy of stones, the fires ablaze can melt and burn.
But these soldiers must stand firm, for they are essential to life.
Their middles are a portal to life outside and in.
They lend a hand when needed, but go unnoticed when left to spare.
Passed by, but once faced, one cannot help but so stop and look inside.
Which portal shall I enter?

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 8, 2009

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