SHE SOUGHT HER LIBERTY
A balmy night a moon lit sky
she gazed at stars and stared
deep into spaces limitless
as many had before.
The angst-filled brief her pride had cast
her mind resumed its night mare task
convinced of sin which none but her
could see or recognise.
She stood quiescent yet remained
still fettered by her own design
and though conceding to despair
she probed herself anew.
Vain circles shadows cast aside
sincere the absolution sought
with strength anew in her resolve
she yearned her self release.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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- Comment from author about the poem: More serious today. The picture of the poppy seed pods sold over the weekend.
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Good write Michael, her release is out there for her and she will soon find it.
Totally invented but yes - I hope she finds it - thanks Andy
A fine write M. Did it take you 1 hr 11 mins into the day to write it?!
Just an hour - had to make a coffee first - thanks Orchi
You got that coffee now? You drunk it?! heehee.
Coffee quaffed, muesli masticated, body bathed, apparel adorned - and ready to go.
Anguish or what? Gripping reading, demands rereading.
Thanks Dusk - a bit deep for a Monday.
In my experience MICHAEL ~ No Sin is too great or too grevious ~ for GOD to forgive AND forget. However we do have to still bear the consequences. If that is a BABY ~ They (there has to a DAD somewhere !) have to face the consequences and the decisions. Thousands WANT to adopt ~ so ABORTION should NEVER be one of them ! Thanks for sharing ~ i apolise for "HIHORSING" again ~ BRIAN
Thanks Brian - agree on abortion where there is strongly compelling medical reason. Such a difficult arena.
Michael, I absolutely love that first stanza! Great poem.
Thanks Fred - I almost left it at the first stanza but later decided to write some more and it sort of grew.
Wonderful poetry I really loved this , congrats on the drawing
Thank you Bill - the picture sold at local 2 day exhibition having been returned from a gallery which had it for about 18 months. . and thanks for saving the poem as a fave - much appreciated.
Another wonderful write! I really loved the first stanza! Great read!
Thanks so much Christina
A strong poem, left open to interpretation as good poems often are, compelling the reader to share her plight. Good write, Michael!
Thanks for your kind observations Louis - so much appreciated.
The red wild poppy is one of my favorite flower. It blooms in the field, the bright color makes it stand out.
"and though conceding to despair
she probed herself anew."
I sense the courage and strength in it.
A great piece. Love the simple line paint. Who ever got it have a good taste.
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