Saturday, June 27, 2026

Passages, a poem

Passages

You may wander my rooms,
yet not find the secret
passages. Believe
they are there, Believe
they lie hidden. Tap
paneled walls. Seek
cryptic clues along
dim-lit cobwebbed halls.
Any traps you find
are of your own setting.

Stephen Brooke ©2026

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