The Green Door-Inspiration Thursday

I was going to take a pass on this week. I did not have any pictures of doors, did not really want to draw one. But I then remembered having some pictures of doors that I had gotten from under the free good section of (Robin Marie) of Paper Bag Studios blog. I love all her photographs. I decided to take the door concept further and that really the door is a metaphor for Life. Then the I cooked up a story in my mind ,that this was left on the door by a woman who tried to explain her lover why she was leaving. I am quite the philosopher (lol). Well I am also a poet (not a great one) but I love poetry all kinds and I write it. Not many of my poems see the light of day, they are usually all stuffed in a folder. But I really thought about how this one fits the door topic. Since you probably cant read it, look below:

The Changeling

I am who I am nothing more
I choose who I am when I walk through the door
I could be the girl that you openly adore
I could be the girl who is a total bore

I change as fast as winter to summer
I can freeze you in a glance or make you melt like butter

You still chase me like a hunter after his prize
I dont want you, cant you see the pain in my eyes

The time for us was to short to brief
Like a bolt of lightning we both felt the heat

This was an affair of twof hearts and minds
We both knoew it was just a matter of time
Life moves more quickly than you and I
We drifted apart and were helpless to understand how and why

Take this memory of me and work it around in your mind
Think of me as a toy who is not quite sound
A part missing and always clanking around

I am known as a changeling
A girl with no hear and no mind
Who loves and leaves them on a whim or a dime