Poetry

Escape Plan

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Exhaustion weighs upon my
Soul, as if on my head is a
Crown of lead
And offers of gold seem
Preposterous
Empty
Promises of gifts I’ll never see
Lead not gold is my continued reward
Although freedom is all I require
Neither lead nor gold is desired

  11 comments for “Escape Plan”

  1. rosemawrites
    October 7, 2015 at 6:39 am

    Oh. Your chose of words are powerful, soulful. 🙂

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  2. Thomas Dohling
    October 7, 2015 at 7:36 am

    Exhausted and “…freedom is all I require.” Don’t we all yearn for it! Nicely expressed.

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  3. jacquelineobyikocha
    October 7, 2015 at 9:01 am

    Let’s hope you remove that lead and get rejuvenated. Nice one. I enjoyed reading it 🙂

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  4. smilerrn
    October 7, 2015 at 10:33 am

    Interesting but up to your usual standards

    Liked by 1 person

  5. dawnlizjones
    October 8, 2015 at 2:38 am

    Oh dear, James, I’m not a poet. What do you desire???

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    • James
      October 8, 2015 at 6:40 am

      Better not to explain. All far more mundane than the poem would suggest…

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  7. Karen Hampton, writer
    October 15, 2015 at 3:24 pm

    Well done, as usual. Love the descriptions of extremes between lead and gold. And as you write, all most of us need is the freedom to live, think and write to the matters we find important.

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