The teller’s lore of the cellar’s door

(Best read out loud:~)

I am the cellar door
I have many rusty locks
Open me and hell or more
Will strip you down to your socks

I am the cellar door
I have unique secrets you see
Until the dweller poor
Opened me with the aged key

I am the cellar door
I possess such a mighty gale
From my propeller four
That fool became a coffin nail

Someone, close the damn cellar door.

image courtesy of Thor Carlson
(via Flickr Creative Commons)

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This short poem is written based on the prompt: So “cellar door” and a propeller… use either or both to craft your piece. Happy writing!

14 comments on “The teller’s lore of the cellar’s door

  1. Bee says:

    Funny! That door sure has a ton of locks on it!

  2. Wow what a picture – and I love the poem…I read it with a hearty voice and scared the pup!

    Thanks for sharing.

    You do such a good job and play with words well!

  3. Alien Ghost says:

    Hi Sara,

    OK, you got me in this one, I don’t understand poetry most of the times since usually is not the straight meaning of the words but the representation they give. Still, I got impressed by the size of the propeller when compared with the explicative text in the post that suppose to be directly related to a normal person eight. Each blade should be the size of a person!


  4. Talon says:

    lol! This was a fun read, Sara…and very cool shots! I read it aloud (which I always do with poetry…it just adds the right element) and enjoyed it even more 🙂

  5. Fireblossom says:

    I definitely think someone should close that door!

    Thanks for your visit today, Sara!

  6. angela says:

    Very nicely done! I did read it aloud and loved the rhythm of it.

  7. Kelvin Kao says:

    Haha. This makes me want to open it and see what’s behind the door!

  8. Hilary says:

    Hi Sara .. I love the photos and your poem story line – my brain’s gone for April .. it’s A-Zing …

    I could imagine many a story being told through that cellar door going back centuries …

    Good to see you over at D .. E is also food!! Cheers and hugs – it was snowing in London yesterday … Hilary

  9. Valerie says:

    Very nice Sara! I love the poetry side of you!

    I especially loved the sound of this passage:

    “I am the cellar door
    I possess such a mighty gale
    From my propeller four
    That fool became a coffin nail”

    And the ending was stellar! Short, and to the point!!

    Great writing, my friend!!

  10. Ms M. says:

    loved the cadence and humour of this piece

  11. Liza says:

    That looks like quite a heavy door! I like this poem; it’s rather humorous. 🙂

  12. Lynn says:

    This indeed fun to read!

  13. jean sampson says:

    What fun, Sara! And a photo like that reminds me of the nights I sit up late to watch Ghost Adventures where these types of doors are right at home! 🙂

  14. Hahaha! Awesome… 🙂

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