Posted by: colleenincairns | November 25, 2009

An Open Door

Sometimes

Friends blow in

Their warm words

Stroking

the skin

 

Whispers of kindness

Chasing the shadows

Of

Past doubts

That linger

Within

 


Responses

  1. Ah, those kind of friends are the best!

    Lovely verse, lovely imagery. I can almost feel the caress of kindness against my own tight skin.

    Blessings to you, Colleen.

    • Thank you April. I’ve been blessed with some reconnections with long lost friends via facebook in recent days and I’m just so grateful ! Ahh the wonders of the net…

  2. I was just here, we must have just passed clicks and whispers through the airwaves. Beautiful and soft and warm. The kind you hug and keep close.

    • Yes it is amazing we all seem only a mouse click away…so close in so many ways.

  3. just one of those poems that I read and smile and feel all warm and fuzzy about … thanks for leaving the door open so I could drop in and visit.

  4. Again you was succeded to touche my heart with this nice words,my dear Colleen.
    Thank you.
    I’m wait the next posts ;)

    Take care

  5. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3AY09_1jP3Q

    Happy Thanksgiving,Colleen!!!

    • That’s so sweet Alina. Thank you. I have much to be grateful for ! Hope you are well and happy.

  6. these images…oh….
    both those of your sweet sweet words
    and that great picture

    Just opened me wide up. Have had so much doubt lately. And that’s so true. Such simple, easy words can dispel. Thank You for this…and Oh! To dive through that door! Cheers and Namaste. :)

    • Glad you found my words inviting Bliss. I have just reconnected with an old friend through Facebook (you gotta love it !) who knew me as a child but was an adult himself. His insights into my strengths and challenges then and now have just made me cry with joy. It’s the first experience of someone providing a window into that world long ago that I’ve ever encountered. So somtimes we may think the door is well and truly closed, and then with a rush of warmth, a friend steps through like those times 20 years ago were just yesterday !

  7. We crossed paths commenting on shades of blue. When I saw this post with your open door I decided to stop in

  8. Colleen this is a wonderful capture. I just reconnected with a friend from my childhood and that really is how it feels.

    • Thank you Jaymie. Blessings to be grateful for…

  9. this reminds me of several friends – you make me feel them brush in – like the open door with this poem – really a favorite with the spacing that lets us pause and go slowly to enjoy this one.

  10. Friends such as those are like a cool change coming through on a hot day. Their presence is a comfort and a relief!

    • Yes that’s another lovely way to express the comfort friends can give Selma.

  11. “A feast of friends, alive! she cried, waiting for me outside..” Jim Morrison.

    I’m a lateral thinker, you know, friends & doors.

    Often, all we need is a little human contact, a smile, a joke or different perspective can help the sunlight peep through the curtains.

    • Ha Ha ! That’s great Tigercity. Love the “leap” you made ;)

  12. Love this. It reads very well. I have blog rolled you.

    Melanie

    • Hi Melanie. Welcome ! I will pop over to your place for a visit soon !


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