Doors and Entrances

Entrances and exits come in many forms, some tangible, some ethereal.

Doors and Entrances
                         by Odin Roark

How telling
One's 3-Act duration
Entrances never made
Hesitations made permanent
Some by regret
Others by wise caution heeded

As children
We challenged drama's closed doors
Many the time
Parental forbiddance
Deterred admissions
Touching the knob only
Never pulling
Never pushing

Today
We carry decorative memories
The shiny brass
Cold porcelain
Grating filigree of levers never turned
Fear standing often in the wings

So many scenes behind us
Doors urged ajar
Others slammed shut
While still others
But memories of inaction

What if
Haunts

If only
Taunts

Tomorrow's auditions
Continue to beckon

Perhaps it wise to accept
The world's stage
Cares not of right and wrong
Pleasure from pain
Future or past
Only risks embraced
Not passed by

The next doorway one approaches
Will greet with the forever question
To open
Or not
To retreat
Or stay

Such remains life's portals
To enter
Or exit
Conundrum's sole joy
Time's quintessential game
Ending with a gilded entrance
Questioning one's particular play as finished
Or merely another long intermission

Reviews

[Liban Jibril]

Excellent! I love the motif of drama, and although you slow down with imagery near the end, I think you've captured the elements of regret very well in the poem- with questions in the form of single line possibilities at the forefront. The other reviewer was right though, perhaps somewhat anticlimactic, although if you were going for understated, that's perfectly ok.

[Trigorin]

Not bad. I think some of your line breaks were a little too choppy, but you still managed to tell the story fairly well. Good use of imagery, very clear and clean. I think the ending could use a bit of work - at present it feels a little anticlimactic. Other than that, well done.