Well a clear window of opportunity
shut without a sound. When
one door opens, another door opens too.
We are trained to think that the doors,
the opportunities open and close
in a complex of potentials
But rather know that each place
you look, there is an open door of
opportunities solving the mystery is
our call - do we see what the opportunity
is? Perhap as small as a friendly
smile. The door opens another's
for a moment of shared friendliness.
Or can we slame the door shut with
our own displeasures? a moment
of distraction, a contemletion of
an imagined unpleasant future events
that makes us miss the opportunity
right in front of us.
Links To All My Poetry
Link Page For index
Index: Poems Currently In Process
Quiet (Home In The Grasses)
Which Child for Crystal
Angry Daughter
Happy Birthday Reading Misty's Aura
My Hope Is Gone
You Saved My Life
Forhead Brush
In A Room With No Arms
FRAILTY THY NAME IS DEATH
In The Shadow Of The Bottle
A Rainbow
Beginning Index
FINISHED MIDDLE POEMS
INDEX LATER POEMS
