Liminal Spaces and Thresholds

Liminal spaces and times, the thresholds.
What do you do when you can't stay away,
but at the same time, you know you can't stay;
and reality's wearing a blindfold,

The worst is, your dreams can't get a toehold
if you venture a step through the doorway
because you're thinking too hard of what may
go wrong, and you're too afraid to be bold.

In those liminal places, their pauses
where you can't go back, you can't move ahead
and you're camped out in the space in between,
make you ponder your life and your choices,
the things you've said and the things left unsaid,
the doors never opened, some could have been.

© Christine Salkin Davis, 2020


Popular posts from this blog

Letter to my future self

Still the Birds Sing