I Came Upon This Door

From a different chapter of different experiences that will take you along with me, also from SIMPLY PUT, a collection of poems

I CAME UPON THIS DOOR~arlene sandra bice

When roaming a medieval town
I came upon this door
by accident, I thought
tucked into
a hidden lane
a short distance away
it summoned me
come closer, enter after knocking

I remembered it, but how?
I have never been here before

The lamp bid me as welcome
as a candle in a window
it felt familiar
as I paused
letting my senses
respond
to warn or
to comfort, I did not know

But I felt I had been here before
a long, long time ago

The knocker beckoned
my hand to grasp
let it fall
send echoes
down the hall
of stone
cold
secretive, empty

with stories to tell of times
amidst this forgotten pall

As memories came to mind
visions of men, women
revealed to me
I wondered
what string or crumbs
brought me here
to revive
those stories of long ago
of folks, kindred who must
not be left, thoughtlessly, behind

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