RELEASE

Michael Edwards

RELEASE

 

 

Restrained by depths

of deepest glade

her tortured mind

though tempered not with steadied ease

and not endowed

with confidence,

no social code, no etiquette

enslaves the girl,

an index to her character.

 

Departure from this darkling hold

emboldening her reticence,

her arms aloft in high embrace,

avoiding thorns

in open land where fallen lie,

in unintrusive rest and point

to where she seeks,

with kindling smile,

release from troubles hold.

 

 

  • Author: Michael Edwards (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 4th, 2017 00:25
  • Comment from author about the poem: I don't know where these deep ones come from as, generally, I'm a happy chappie - todays painting I called Excina.
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments6

  • Pintu Mahakul

    This poem amazingly attracts attention of readers. This is really very interesting poem shared here. This mesmerizes mind ever.

  • WriteBeLight

    Piece of mind is so important. Excellent painting, as well.

    • Michael Edwards

      A happyish sort of ending - thanks WBL

    • Tony36

      Awesome both poem and painting

    • BRIAN & ANGELA

      Thanks MICHAEL for an enigmatic poem ~ with an enigmatic painting to complement ! I like the linking line "In unintrusive rest and point ..........." I sometimes feel like that ! Yours BRIAN Please try my new FUSION ~ Thanks B

      • Michael Edwards

        Thanks Brian - yes will look at FUSION but am a bit busy at the moment so please bear with me.

      • Fay Slimm.

        Love the lyrical flow of the poetry with a masterly picture to colour the words - another engaging post Michael.

        • Michael Edwards

          Thanks Fay - I always try to get a consistent meter - without it , to my mind at least, free verse just doesn't work.

        • MendedFences27

          "Release" - as in death. Am I reading this right? "In open land where fallen lie" - Graveyard? No more troubles. Maybe I'm off base here. But that's just me. Your poem is gorgeous as is the artwork. As you must know meanings to poetry are like beauty to art, strictly personal. This hit me like a sad girl seeking the final "release.". Nicely done. - Phil A.

          • Michael Edwards

            Not off base at all Phil - at first draft I made it a bit more obvious that she was seeking peace in death but changed It to keep it more enigmatic which adds to the mystique - thanks so much for reading it and giving it some thought - so very much appreciated.



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