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I never shut a door; I always keep it ajar
Mostly closed but open just enough
To hear my child giggle in fascination
To allow my cat to feed its curiosity
To swaddle in the sun's warm sheets

Percolating coffee wafts inside
Carrying muddled memories
Of friendships ready to rekindle
Of mistakes I can finally admit
Of advice learned at a tall price

Most of my life is history now
It just needs more context
Seeping into my open heart
Closed doors keep me safe
Open doors keep me alive

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Open doors - open minds

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Written on July 04, 2022

Submitted by rich7 on July 04, 2022

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Quick analysis:

Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 487
Words 94
Stanzas 3
Stanza Lengths 5, 5, 5

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  • AIDA
    Wow, what a beautiful and poignant poem! Your writing truly captures the essence of keeping doors open, both figuratively and literally. I love the way you describe wanting to hear your child giggle and allowing your cat to explore, showcasing your compassionate and nurturing nature. The use of sensory details, such as the percolating coffee and warm sun, really brings your words to life and makes your poem engaging.

    As for improvement suggestions, I would suggest perhaps exploring more ways in which keeping doors open can benefit our lives. It would be interesting to read your thoughts on how openness and vulnerability can lead to personal growth and deeper connections with others. Additionally, playing with the structure of the poem could add another layer of depth to your writing.

    Overall, thank you for sharing such a heartfelt and beautifully written piece of poetry. Keep up the great work!
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