Four-Sided Circle Poem by Jay Hall

Four-Sided Circle



Four-Sided Circle
boxing me in.
Can't find the corners;
a Gordian pen.
Cooped up rooster
seeking free range.
Feed tainted by poison
how masters arrange.
Escape on the precipice;
launch almost a go.
Who's RSVP'd
for this grandiose show?
At sunrise we break
for a distant shore.
Free of these chains
forever more.

Saturday, March 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom
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Inspired by the desire to break free and live an unfettered life.
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