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give me a topic for a poem

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JacobJ

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give me a topic for a poem
I'll choose from the first three suggestions...

then write the poem for all to see...

 


Standing in the Doorway

In this thin slice of neither in nor out
I ponder the views and find apathy
in the hinge that keeps me free
from choosing out or choosing in.

But either way I go ? to dark or
light, the question remains:

is inside and outside in when
comfort comes from open fields
of green and blue stretching
farther than all the walls built
on all the New York streets?

I stretch my hands and feet
to each corner. I can?t
fill this either-or, so
I choose to fall. It
doesn?t matter where.
Dark will come. The sun
will rise and set.



thanks Schadenfroh
 
Originally posted by: JacobJ


Standing in the Doorway

In this thin slice of neither in nor out
I ponder the views and find apathy
in the hinge that keeps me free
from choosing out or choosing in.

But either way I go ? to dark or
light, the question remains:

is inside and outside in when
comfort comes from open fields
of green and blue stretching
farther than all the walls built
on all the New York streets?

I stretch my hands and feet
to each corner. I can?t
fill this either-or, so
I choose to fall. It
doesn?t matter where.
Dark will come. The sun
will rise and set.



thanks Schadenfroh
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Well, speak of the Devil. "Standing in the Doorway" is also the name of a Bob Dylan song that I have just discovered and listened many times to in the past day.
 
Originally posted by: chuckywang
Originally posted by: JacobJ


Standing in the Doorway

In this thin slice of neither in nor out
I ponder the views and find apathy
in the hinge that keeps me free
from choosing out or choosing in.

But either way I go ? to dark or
light, the question remains:

is inside and outside in when
comfort comes from open fields
of green and blue stretching
farther than all the walls built
on all the New York streets?

I stretch my hands and feet
to each corner. I can?t
fill this either-or, so
I choose to fall. It
doesn?t matter where.
Dark will come. The sun
will rise and set.



thanks Schadenfroh
Click to expand...


Well, speak of the Devil. "Standing in the Doorway" is also the name of a Bob Dylan song that I have just discovered and listened many times to in the past day.
Click to expand...

good song :thumbsup:
 
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