cool crisp sheets invited me in
shielded with blankets
I could stay forever
but I will get up again
up or down
the dial cannot turn
as the knob was lost long ago
the sound seems off to me
locked doors
are they new or old
I’ve stopped looking for the key
time to break them down
wind rattled the windows last night
was that you
that carried the gust
I was there listening
#alateentry
#lookinginyourwindow
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Your final stanza is very relatable for me, when every time wind blows at night, and this week the wind has been gusting every night… and I lay awake listening ….
“wind rattled the windows last night
was that you
that carried the gust
I was there listening”
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Thanks Ivor.
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I love this! I felt like I was there in the midst of it all.
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Thanks so much. Appreciate the feedback very much.
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