Door handle

By ( 4 ) 
Handle never pressed

to friendly welcome open
slammed shut in anger
opened gently to say sorry 

Handle never pressed

slowly, by tiny children's hands, night before Christmas
to lock teenager out after first taste of freedom 
to squeak after boys night out 

Verdigris green and rusted, left out under the blue sky 

Not a single time open, but never ever closed

Found this handle at the house never built that I wrote of a year ago, find it here.

Handle life with care, ha de Gött!

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4 comments ›

  1. Hobbo
    2021-10-26 • 21:16

    If only it could talk!

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  2. johnlmalone
    2021-10-27 • 07:16

    a lovely, thoughtful post with a good motto at the end 🙂

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  3. TasView (Tone)
    2021-11-09 • 22:26

    Thoughtful post. Like a mind should be, never closed.

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  4. johnlmalone
    2021-12-22 • 22:39

    read this one again, Ulle: it does reference Xmas; what a gorgeous, simple poem 🙂

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