Double Staircase, Double Life?

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – Bits of Inspiration~Stairs
(posted by Susie)


Descend the double staircase
exuding elegance and charm.
Wealthy couple greet their
guests in the foyer. Blue
and ivory oriental carpets,
and cherrywood occasional
tables displaying marble
statues adorn this amber
lit space. Grandest of all,
the double staircase, paralleled
curves winding to upper floors.

Hosts open doors to a ballroom
illumined by crystal teardrop
chandeliers. Watch them dance,
graciously pausing to chitchat
with guests. Cocktail glasses
effervescing with pink champagne
clink in toasts. The evening
wears wings.

Look, guests are leaving,
kissing the air near their
smiling hosts. Darkness falls,
drapes are drawn. The hosts
have not uttered a word. Still,
in silence, the man ascends
one staircase, the woman, another.
At the top of the stairs, two doors
open and close. Climbed by slippers,
heels, and bare feet, the staircase
remains regal, at rest.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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16 Responses to Double Staircase, Double Life?

  1. Sherry says:

    Ha, the picture perfect life, not so perfect behind closed doors, unobserved.


  2. Jim says:

    A fun read, Sara. Telling it nicely, like it really is I’d like to think. I’d like to think the separate doors was imagined. Of course it wouldn’t happen like that at our house, our master bed room, just one, is ground level.


  3. Vivian Zems says:

    All that glitters isn’t gold, eh?


  4. Even a grand staircase can mark the divide. Thanks so much for writing!


  5. “The evening wears wings.” really nice.
    This poem brings a wry smile to my face


  6. sanaarizvi says:

    “The evening wears wings”….love this!💖


  7. Perfection is not all that we think…


  8. wildchild47 says:

    Behind the scenes …. never the face presented to the world. And as others have noted, “the evening wears wings” is such a lovely image – it really just adds the final “airy magical touch” 🙂

    And I like how you have the couple ascending on each side – that just reinforces the separation. Clearly, opposite sides of the fence. Yet for all of it – is it really as “hidden and invisible” …. makes one wonder.


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