The Keys Series

Keys ~

Her hair was full of stars
his eyes were full of secrets
and both of them had keys to hidden doors.
behind one of them; a stairway to another land
where she was a princess and he was a frog
but that was alright because they both loved the water
behind the other one
nobody knew…
because as soon as anyone living drew near
the deep and ravenous growling began
while the door thudded as if a large body hurled itself 
how they both came to possess the keys is a story best told another time…
but there are an infinite number of doors 
and a limitless array of unique and surprising
and enterprising
most of them unlock and lock
some only lock
the maker of Keys gives them only after very careful consideration
and his eyes are full of secrets also….
Keys II ~

There are doors which remain unnoticed by people hurrying past with their lists and their phones and music
none of them show up on blueprints
or have nameplates
or doorbells
although sometimes on certain nights
they glow…
There are keys that will unlock them
but not the usual type
you don’t get them from hardware stores
they never allow themselves to be lost
they aren’t tagged with souvenirs from an island vacation
or a rabbits foot
and the people who keep them
won’t tell you who it was that gave (gifted) them
or what they unlock
or much of anything else…..
they just smile quietly
and even when you try and focus you 
to see

and this amuses them….

Keys III / The Door ~

Climb the steel staircase
round and dizzying round
at the top there is a door
you may have to look with other eyes to see it
but it’s there
trust me…
take the key, the one you don’t like to think about much
the one the Keymaker gave you
the night you met 
and you knew him in an instant
and loved him a breath later
although you didn’t know who
or what
he was
and the key seemed like it had always
(loved) belonged to you
Use it
open the door
walk in
no – 
stride in like you own it
(for in truth you do)
and what you find in that place
behind a door that is not there
opened with a key that isn’t possible
will be as familiar as your own shadow…


The Keys  IV / The Keymaker ~

Before time

before doors and locks

there were keys

and there was the Keymaker

with the knowledge to call and create

a deep metallic binding

a friendship

in his kin, his keys

some he fashioned

others he just delivered

but every one of them imprinted by his hand

Death was well pleased when he received the keys 
that secured the mighty doors of Hades

and thanked the Keymaker

offering him a boon, a favor

but the Keymaker knew better than to accept

for death may be a gift in its proper place and time

yet it is never wise to draw his attention…



About chimerapoet

I write. I write a lot. A. LOT. There are times I am half blind with a sentence ricocheting off the walls of my stupid, cant be shut off to save my life, brain. I am miserable until I get it down on paper. Punch it up a bit. Usually cross out half of it. And then breathe. Relax. Only to do it all again..... But I just thought that was me. How I am. Not a writer....noooo...not me. Writers are.....writing people. People Who Write. REALLY write. Write things that matter. All grown up very important things. I am just a scribbler of sorts. And I was/am content with that....if it's true, well then....a scribbler am I. Until the thought wormed its way in to my brain (the furtive sneaky bitch) that maybe...just maybe...that is writing. My style. My strange way. But....still writing. So here I am at the dance. Not sure I know any of the moves and the music is entirely mine. But.....only one way to find out. Would you care to join me?
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5 Responses to The Keys Series

  1. Captivating as always, Jaye! That’s good advice regarding Death — one must never hold his attention too long.

    Your poem, Gaslighter is now on SlasherMonster Magazine. Thanks so much for your contribution, and it would be wonderful to work with you again!


  2. I love your style, your imagination… Great work!

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