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Monday, January 30, 2012

Doorway to Adventure

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An enticing doorway in Zacatecas, Mexico


They told me to look behind the dark door,
The door that was outlined in red.
They said that I’d find some gold on the floor—
At least, that’s how I heard it said.

But when the door cracked and I went within,
I found only dust, and no gold;
Dejected and poor, I’ve taken to gin—
And now my sad story is told.


Photo and poem © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher



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18 comments:

  1. VhenJanuary 30, 2012 at 10:25 PM

    lovely poem and photo! happy RT!

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  2. RobinJanuary 30, 2012 at 10:59 PM

    Poor thing, looking for gold and finding only dust.

    I like the scrollwork on the door, very graceful looking.

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  3. CarlettaJanuary 30, 2012 at 11:43 PM

    At first glance I thought this was a massive door but the scrollwork and raised panels give it a much lighter feel.
    LOVE the poem!

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  4. anneyJanuary 31, 2012 at 12:28 AM

    Hi! It's my first time to join Ruby Tuesday 2. That door is surely enticing though you can only find dust. Nice Poem!

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  5. Felisol January 31, 2012 at 2:39 AM

    Beautiful blurred door. Massive it is though? I don't get the graffiti, but kind of sad that a thing of beauty should deteriorate this way.
    Then again, like the wrinkles in my face tell about a lived life, so does the fading of the once grand door.

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  6. LesaJanuary 31, 2012 at 2:54 AM

    Wonder what is really behind the door? I'm hoping a restaurant!

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  7. Gemma WisemanJanuary 31, 2012 at 5:35 AM

    Lots of character in this beautifully designed doorway! How unusual to find a black door in a red wall!

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  8. RalphJanuary 31, 2012 at 8:05 AM

    The doors may be a portal to riches or fame. If not, and if expectations were not met, what can we say? The search for riches behind an unknown set of doors is a risk we all may undertake...

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  9. ❀~Myrna~❀January 31, 2012 at 10:36 AM

    Love the red/black door pic ! Great poem, look again Maybe it's gold dust.

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  10. DianneJanuary 31, 2012 at 10:44 AM

    charm in a worn out way

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  11. GattinaJanuary 31, 2012 at 5:13 PM

    Looks like a door in Italy !

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  12. Jackie McGuinnessFebruary 1, 2012 at 12:30 AM

    I love photos of doors!!
    My first time posting over here!

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  13. cassandrasminicornerFebruary 1, 2012 at 12:43 AM

    That is very interesting story..

    Here's mine- hope you can stop by:)

    http://www.cassandrasminicorner.com/2012/01/salt-soaking-solution.html

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  14. ChristineFebruary 1, 2012 at 8:44 AM

    That dusty door lends itself beautifully to your prose, MMT. Good one!

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  15. CherylFebruary 1, 2012 at 9:29 AM

    I love this doorway. The door is far-out. And I love how vivid the red walls are.

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  16. aspiritofsimplicityFebruary 2, 2012 at 9:43 AM

    Great picture and prose

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  17. RaineFebruary 2, 2012 at 2:26 PM

    The way this poem sounded, it sounded like it was part of a scavenger hunt clue. :D

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  18. ❀~Myrna~❀May 3, 2012 at 4:21 AM

    Cool Pic & Poem!!

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