Tag Archives: freedom
I Was Enslaved, But I’m Breaking Those Chains: Free Verse Poetry
I don’t pretend to know
what it felt like,
back then,
to be enslaved,
held captive,
beaten,
tortured,
or worse.
I don’t pretend to feel
what it felt like
to have the chains
loosed,
to have the bands
broken,
or to escape,
following the drinking gourd,
walking with dry feet
through the Red Sea,
to have the locks broken
on Dachau’s gates,
to sign my sacred honor to a Declaration.
I do not know the feelings of these,
or any other,
liberations.
I do not know that enslavement.
But I do know how my mind,
my heart,
my soul
has been enslaved
by self doubt,
by fear,
by Angst.
I have felt those shackles,
those binding chains,
the tyranny of my own mind
that held me fast to falsehoods
and stole my freedom.
Now I know, too,
gladly,
what it feels like
to be set free,
to have chains of sin loosed,
to have the yoke of self-doubt broke,
to have a partner and guide
help me
as I move
towards freedom.
Inspired by the writings of Marnie Kuhns, FrontPorchSense.com essay on Personal Freedom
Flatlining Credit Cards: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
Today, after years/
of prison, I flat-lined my/
credit cards. Freedom!
What She Needs To Love: Revolutionary Email Haiku
She thought she needed/
funding, fortune and freedom./
She needs to love her.
Another Friday Night: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
My first official/
Friday of freedom, and I/
ain’t got nobody.
Happy To Disagree: Revolutionary IMprov Rhyming Haiku
Though you and me may/
disagree, we should be glad/
we have voices free.
Independence Day, Part Two: Romantic Blogging Haiku
The funny thing was/
she’d already taken her/
Freedom. He gave naught.
OR
Freedom. He gave Nichts.
Freedom On Independence Day: Romantic Blogging Haiku
He gave in to her/
wish, and gifted freedom for/
Independence Day.