The door to another year has opened
to let me in – or is it out?
Chill air wakens my lungs,
new and fresh it forces me to breathe deeply,
open my lips and sing
with the promise of green buds and snowdrops,
old friends and new birth.
I just have to step out the door.
Kim M. Russell, 2018
My response to Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Doorway(s)
My first poem for Poets United is an octet, a small step into this poetry community.