The Houses Open Their Window Lids Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

The Houses Open Their Window Lids



the houses open their window lids
the keys unlock thousands of doors
an entrance spreads for all the misfits
whose ocean dropp tells to sandy shores
a tale of waves
a story no more
swept by a whale's
breath on ocean floor
sea bottom deep
it's still to be found
in words that keep
the whisper of the ground
uttered in a stillness of a lonely night
it still can swim and promise the flight
to a seagull circling around its prey
to eat of the twilight and still keep the day
so come in with your eyes resting on sight
to burn in its candles and fit in the light

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