ANOTHER DOOR TO MEET YOU MORE

[hawkspoet]

ANOTHER DOOR TO MEET YOU MORE

she hears the news
truns her head
eyes leaking tears

she finds strength
knowing he
is soaring high above

she looks to where
he should stand
seeing him for the first time

she starts to stand
he disappears
right before her eyes

she wonders why
yet knows deep inside
he has passed through

she now stands
crosses the hard wood floor
lightly touching the door

Hawksquaw
7:32 PM 8/23/02
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[Elle Rush]

This one is haunting and sad. A surrealness permeates through your words. Well written, I read it through a couple of times. It is beautiful and longing, even in sadness.

[Randacello (MirandaRae)]

A lot of poignant mourning and longing in this one but I found some hope here too especially with the second verse. And it's written in that uniquely Hawkspoet style I love.

Miranda

[RamirezGhost]

Good write, though I don't feel this piece reaches closure.

[Elle Rush]

Maybe there's another poem in there from this one?
Came back to read it again, Hawkspoet. Hope you are well, we've missed ya!

[Ken Corbett]

It's hard to believe that someone who was just standing before you has disappeared never to return. You rendered this heartbreak eloquently, Hawksquaw.

[AquarianM]

I read this like a visit from the spirit of a passed loved one - and the door was the passage from this physical life. Strong feelings here.

Dan