A Portal Unto The Sun Date: Friday, 8th August 2014 @ 05:58:43 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: JohnRhinem My soul is among lions I lie among the sons of Men who are set on fire.” Dramatica; expect the worst And hope for the best Is what some say ? In life and breath and love and death Portents.. Stopping in front of the Azteca's Theatre admiring the lovely Mannequin girl adorned as a communal Daughter with long flowing hair and beads Her many colours; sitting amid the tickets booth Draped aneath cobwebs smiling and speaking Unto my spirit in hues of yesteryears arrays These, pantheon coronations.... Red double doors with circular windows trimmed in black Conversing an entrance to cross through its beckoning ? A schizophrenic passing by again; this, a portal unto the sun. This poem is Copyright © JohnRhinem Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=179035