05/12/2020 - Poem a Day Compilation
I am dangerous
Not to anyone else
Just to myself
I cannot escape
Feeling trapped
Is a way of life
I see no rainbows
My head won’t lift
That high these days
Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry. (W.B. Yeats) Here lies that which is inside no more, that which burns my mind and must be expelled. Here lies the greatest of all inventions. Here lies words.
Showing posts with label trapped. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trapped. Show all posts
Sunday, December 6, 2020
Friday, September 25, 2020
Stuck
24/09/2020 – Poem a Day Compilation
I am stuck.
I slipped over,
I fell down,
And now I’m stuck.
My toes are jammed.
They cannot move an inch –
Not wriggle or jiggle or squirm –
They are all jammed.
My foot is trapped.
It’s wedged in
Tight as it can go
And I’m definitely trapped.
My ankle is wedged.
It’s unable to be extracted
From this encasement;
It couldn’t be more wedged.
My calf is caught.
Held tight by the vice
That cannot let go,
And it’s certainly very caught.
My knee is pinned.
I cannot bend not straight it
To make loose this grip
That has it well and truly pinned.
My thigh is held.
I must wait
Until help arrives
And my thigh is not held,
My knee is not pinned,
My calf is not caught,
My ankle is not wedged,
My foot is not trapped,
My toes are not jammed
And I am not stuck anymore.
I am stuck.
I slipped over,
I fell down,
And now I’m stuck.
My toes are jammed.
They cannot move an inch –
Not wriggle or jiggle or squirm –
They are all jammed.
My foot is trapped.
It’s wedged in
Tight as it can go
And I’m definitely trapped.
My ankle is wedged.
It’s unable to be extracted
From this encasement;
It couldn’t be more wedged.
My calf is caught.
Held tight by the vice
That cannot let go,
And it’s certainly very caught.
My knee is pinned.
I cannot bend not straight it
To make loose this grip
That has it well and truly pinned.
My thigh is held.
I must wait
Until help arrives
And my thigh is not held,
My knee is not pinned,
My calf is not caught,
My ankle is not wedged,
My foot is not trapped,
My toes are not jammed
And I am not stuck anymore.
Friday, August 21, 2020
Trapped
12/08/2020 - Poem a Day Compilation
I am trapped.
Caught between
Obligation and
A freedom that
Seems to be
Just out of reach.
I am cornered
By a family
Who loves me
For who they think
I am but not who
I am on the inside.
I am besieged
By emotions I
Shouldn’t have to fight
But cannot quell
And leave me
Bereft of strength.
I am stranded
And alone
In this world
Of make believe
That I have discarded
As a folly of youth.
I am held hostage
By beliefs not my own
But foisted upon me
By generations
Of unquestioning
Devotion.
I am trapped.
Caught between
Obligation and
A freedom that
Seems to be
Just out of reach.
I am cornered
By a family
Who loves me
For who they think
I am but not who
I am on the inside.
I am besieged
By emotions I
Shouldn’t have to fight
But cannot quell
And leave me
Bereft of strength.
I am stranded
And alone
In this world
Of make believe
That I have discarded
As a folly of youth.
I am held hostage
By beliefs not my own
But foisted upon me
By generations
Of unquestioning
Devotion.
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