Sunday Scribblings for November 11
Left and Right
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Leaving
Left foot
on the threshold
a rude wind
pushes the door
out of my hands
like my life
out of my grasp
like you
out of my will
You sit in your La Z Boy
watching me leave
knowing I’ll be back
knowing the wind
will be too strong
and my leash
too short
I fight
to close the door
then step
back inside
even though
I know it’s not right
~Linda Jacobs
Nov. 11, 2007
7 comments:
I love this......very well done indeed! BTW, your link didn't work.
"You sit in your La Z Boy
watching me leave
knowing I’ll be back
knowing the wind
will be too strong"
I loved that...
Shoot! What am I doing wrong?
Thanks, Jo and Gautami for your comments!
rude wind - is just one of the terrific visuals in this wonderful poem. Great!
Wow - I just enacted this entire scene moments ago. You captured my emotions today just perfectly.
I like this take on "left" and "right" - very different, but perfectly appropriate.
Well done!
Impressive!
I loved every bit of this poem! I will bookmark your blog so that I can enjoy more.
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