Wild green that lifts my breath below a sky serene so far from home
Red mud that clings to my feet brings a feeling of being held back, but so alone
A sun warm, dirt roads, on the horizon a coming storm, sky so blue
Rolling emerald fields, dripping sweat yields pools of pain missing you
No fences only the wind, combed wool clouds thinned, torn between us two
Rootless within, tumbleweeds spin, carried on a breeze that blew
Star's compass, no needle, soul does wheedle, pointing direction for weary feet
A shadow memory lags behind, solace to find, searching for slumber sweet
So long the road, thorns of conscience goad a vagabond to carry on
Songbirds tweet in hopes to greet an old friend on a distant lawn
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Our peace of mind is our real freedom in our life🙏🏻🕊️
Thank you Cryptic for the read and kind support it is most important to me. A most Happy New Year to you
Happy new year, dearest Soren! May this year be even better poetically🙏🏻🕊️
May more people read, may more hearts be touched, may more reach out in comments
Th poem's seen and felt landscapes reveal the tension between freedom and loneliness. Great job!
Thank you so much for your read and interpretation yes freedom comes with loneliness the price that must be paid. Happy New Year
What a stunning way to bring in the new year Reminiscing with a heart full of love. Beautiful dear sorrenbarret just beautiful ❤️
Thank you my friend for your read and comment it is most important to me and appreciated. Happy New Year to you
“so far from home” is intriguing... Is the country you are living now your motherland ?... If it is not, then there is a longing for the homeland.
“so alone...” : this is the fate of poets. Even in a multitude we feel alone...
“torn between us two...” : plaints of a relationship....
“rootless within...” : also the fate of poets. Nobody and nothing completes the poet.
“weary feet...” : the poet is a traveller, a wanderer...
“solace to find...” : the perpetual search for happiness that exists in the poet.
“searching for slumber sweet...” : the restless soul seeks peace and sleep. Tired of wandering.
“so long the road...” : another lament of a tired soul.
“songbird tweet...” : comparison with a songbird; the same search for a soul that will complete oneself.
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Thank you so much Soman my friend you have pretty much outlined the main themes of this poem and accurately described the feelings associated with them. I so much appreciate your read of this piece and wish you a most Happy New Year
Good write SB. Dunno why you complain, KP says to me. There's freedom in chains - that ball and chain I've put on your ankle, and thrown the key away to the chain! lol.
Thanks Orchi yes you can pick up that ball and hobble along. Appreciate the read.
I must say Well written, Sorenbarrett. A poem with so many emotions.
The imagery you painted of nature, travel, and introspection. The Poet conveys a sense of displacement, evoking both the beauty of the natural world and the pain of separation from loved ones.
The poet has so many emotions. "Freedom in Chains" explores the tension between a yearning for freedom and the feelings of confinement and longing for home. It reflects on the emotional landscape of a wanderer who grapples with feelings of isolation while also seeking solace and connection. To me, your poem expresses the inner conflict of seeking freedom while dealing with the emotional weight of distance and memory. It serves as a meditation on the complexities of the human experience, particularly related to place, identity, and relationships.
Thank you so much Friendship for the read and interpretation. Yes all those things and one can not be truly free without loneliness. Happy New Year to you my friend
You're so welcome, my friend, it was a pleasure to read your poem; it has so many meanings to me, and a Happy New Year to you
The push and pull between open space and lingering memory is striking — vivid, grounded, and quietly aching.
Thank you Thomas your words are most valued and I thank you for the read and feedback. It is most appreciated Happy New Year
Soren, a wonderfully roaming meditation on distance, memory, and endurance. You let landscape, weather, and inner compass speak together, and the result feels honest and unforced. By the end, the road isn’t just travel…it’s persistence. Strong work and Happy New Year to you my friend! The journey continues!🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you so much Tristan for your read and understanding words of interpretation. They are always most appreciated and valued
Freedom: a Wonderful thing , but those Invisible Chains . Well said.
Thank you Kevin so much for the read and comment it is most appreciated. A Happy New Year for you
Imagery abounds and while generally moody, ends on slight optimism. Nice.
Thank you Dan I appreciate your review and comments they are deeply valued.
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