blue sparkle

Turtledove

Freedom was everything I lived for                                                                                          

Like I was an easy rider in silver rivers                                                              

Frozen to a pulse, I've heard everything you've said                                                                          

And I remember it well, crying for those times we've forgotten                                                  

I hear little girls, echoing winds                                                                                                    

Poets forgotten in rose gardens, we're dying                                          

Drinking until we're numb and we live, we can't control our urges                                                

We succumb to broken glass, broken mirrors, and we know                                                

Life used to be so layered and textured and dimensional                                                          

Now it's a hollow abyss.

Comments2

  • Lorna

    I just loved "easy rider in silver rivers" - says so much.....

    • blue sparkle

      Thank you! The original title of this poem was actually Easy Rider in Silver Rivers, but I used Turtledove instead because I love what it represents symbolically.

    • yellowrose

      So difficult when life feels empty (

      β€˜ like I was an easy rider in silver rivers β€˜ such a beautiful line πŸ™‚

      • blue sparkle

        not to toot my own horn, but that's my favourite line from this piece.
        THANK YOU

        • yellowrose

          And it’s mine too ! πŸ™‚ I love how you put your words together



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