Friday, May 09, 2008

Key Ring

Back in days of innocence
my heart was like an open door;
the portal to such pristine bliss
unlocked, I thought, for evermore.

But as orbits quickly flew
I felt the pull of gravity,
every time my burden grew
I gained another weighty key.

My ring has grown over time
denoting quite a heavy load,
it jingles with a haunting chime
that rings goodbye to days of old.

Now my heart, no longer free
clamors in a rusting cage,
as I scrounge for one small key
to loose the fetters of old age.

6 comments:

Dan said...

Great concept, Bob. Children seem brutally honest at times with emotions and words, but as life unfolds we tend to lock things away.

Unknown said...

It is quite a piece!

My heart has never really been open, though. Well, it is in my writing :D.

Stacey said...

Thats the thing about innocence Bob, your heart is open to the whole world but then....age comes creeping in and the heart locks everything out ;-)

Anonymous said...

Hey, if you should find that key have some copies made!

ozymandiaz said...

DUDE
You are speaking to my heart now. Granted I also have a key ring like that for real...

rch said...

Hey all! This is an older one which I tweaked a little. Thanks for the comments.