As promised, my summer schedule is to gift one original poem to my readers per month, and I hope you will share my website with a friend. “No Handle” is a humorous poke at what we all fear – fear itself.
I hope you are enjoying slow porch swings, electric thunder showers, the magic of fireworks and the blessing of children laughing. I’m giving myself some leisure to write, but I promise to share more next month. Happy July!
No Handle
The wolf, he’s a knockin’,
knockin’ on my door.
“Go away – get!
Not buyin’ anymore.”
The wolf, he’s a knockin’,
thumpin’ on the door.
“Let me come in.”
Fear’s clawin’ at my spine.
He’s there a thumpin’,
thumpin’ on my heart.
“Go away – get!
There’s no handle anymore.”
He’s there a knockin’,
“Open-up fool,
Tis your soul’s Savior
knockin’ at your door.”
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