Stairs to Nowhere

Written for:  Sunday Muse #230

Photography by Erkin Demir
I wear 
an invisible helmet
of stairs.  You cannot
see them when I walk
or stand still, yet
they weigh heavily
on my brain–

whirling, dizzying
reminders of all
the endless winding
paths I have taken
in search of

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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20 Responses to Stairs to Nowhere

  1. Gillena Cox says:

    Brilliant !!!



  2. A perfect take on the picture.


  3. wyndolynne says:

    Keeping the territory and the map at once in the head would be exhausting.


  4. Helen says:

    One of your finest, Sara.


  5. Carrie V. H. says:

    I truly love this Sara!


  6. msjadeli says:

    Sara, excellent way to describe that image. Our heads filled with Escher stairways!


  7. Rob Kistner says:

    I really like your perspective in this one Sara, wonderful 🙂✌🏼❤️


  8. I really feel I can relate, Sara – excellent imagery!



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