General Poetry posted January 29, 2021

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Hundreds of keys are put away and forgotten.


by Brigitte Elko

I am now the Master of the Keys!

A box, plain and ugly, a soiled lid holds
Hundreds of hunks of beveled metal
Unearthed, hidden for years
Stowed away for future now unknown locks
Mysterious treasures barred away by lost keys
My quest as Master of the Keys
Unlock with keys the hidden trinkets, dark places
Time consuming search for locks begins
That is my task as Master of the Keys.



I just found a box of keys, a least a hundred, have no clue where they fit.
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