The Entrance (Triolet) Poem by C.D. Sinex

The Entrance (Triolet)



Sashaying through the beaded door
the room takes note, turns back around.
We've seen your entrances before—
sashaying. Through the beaded door,
you walk, heals clicking on the floor.
We know you're here, through sight and sound,
sashaying through the beaded door—
the room takes note, turns back around.

© C.D Sinex

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Philadelphia, PA
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