The Door Poem by Adryan Barnathan

The Door

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I open the door
to barking dogs
heart beats roar!
I slam it closed,
lean against it
hoping to
shield the terror
that eats me alive
Deep inhalation,
calms the beast inside
while guttural pitching,
reverberates into
jellied knees, wobbly stomach
then, snap! chaos into order
'I firmly resolve',
strength building within
'with the help of thy grace',
to face my demise
or whatever it is
Opening the door,
with grim expectations
I'm greeted by jumping
and licking Dalmations
definitively marked
in black and white
lavishing me
instead of biting!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Adryan Barnathan 22 November 2004

No, no this is not about being fearful...it is about facing your fear...which usually ends up to turn out better than you expect! thanks for the comments~ warmly, adrienne

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. . 22 November 2004

You sound like me 'always fearing the worst.' :)

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Robert Rorabeck 22 November 2004

Great poem Adrienne--

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