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The Door In The Dark

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In going from room to room in the dark,
I reached out blindly to save my face,
But neglected, however lightly, to lace
My fingers and close my arms in an arc.
A slim door got in past my guard,
And hit me a blow in the head so hard
I had my native simile jarred.
So people and things don't pair any more
With what they used to pair with before.
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: dark
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COMMENTS
Suryendu Chaudhury 09 October 2020
The onset of change brings forth differences in the way things used to be.
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Morgan Michael 04 July 2020
Is 'simile' a mis-print for 'smile'?
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Miss Robin Hood 21 May 2019
Ouchie! & unfortunate brain trauma
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idkMyRealName 25 March 2019
oh no not the door! ! ! ! : 0 love his poems though
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LILGANG 25 October 2018
SKRRT OUI POP POP SKIDDLY POP POP I LOVE ME SOME BURGURS
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Alina 26 March 2018
Tom Allport, agreed.
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Larry Schreckengost 17 December 2017
Lovely poem, really enjoyed it.
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Tom Allport 21 December 2016
oops; better leave the light on next time provided you find the right switch?
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