Poetry Starts: Locked

pic by me


Locked inside by city streets

Bound by unseen chains

No wings have we to soar

Towards teh unknown

The sky above, our jailer

The sun, our guard

Changing seasons record our passing lives

Travelling onward to the unknown

Never before have we struggled

To break our shackles that bind us to this Earth

We fear the deepest hollow, we climb the highest peak

Reaching upward to the unknown

We have made it to the stars

We gather in the new found wealth

OUr senses explode with this new freedom

We have reached our unknown

But still we must return

Homeward bound

To dream of new unknowns



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 What is Poetry Starts?

…poems and prose from now back to teen years
…remembering a first writing love
…pumping the creative well yet again
…silencing the internal critic