Deep within a cell of my own making,
The door remains unlocked -
I have but to open it;
Refuge from the world outside my door,
From the trappings of my mind -
The choice is mine;
Self-preservation holds me prisoner,
No shackles bind me here -
Yet here I stay;
Outside the world is scarey beautiful,
Safely predictable within -
What could it hurt?
Let me push that boundary just a little,
Fresh and sweet the air -
Through that open door.
5/19/2009
Indeed enlarging small point to a big circle will give you a better space to breathe!
'Let me push that boundary just a little, Fresh and sweet the air - Through that open door.' Witty composition with nice ending,10+
.....................excellent Linda, but it's to be expected. Much love, Jerry
shouldnt have opened that door linda...heres a bad bad guy...happens to the best of us very nice lines the beauty lies in the simplicity and the flow a paradox of privacy and desire to rove... great cheers
hey I liked the paradox here... 'Outside the world is scary beautiful'.... but some times i feel it is all bitterness and pain../ nice poetic expressions.liked it..10+++ regards shan
May we all be glad that your talent is not trapped, as it continually flows freely through the door left ajar. As always – wonderful in every way!
Lovely poem Linda, pushing the boundaries everyday, takes courage.
beautyful poem i like this one. its touching and inspiring about the self.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Linda, I know that feeling oh so very well. At some point we have to take a chance. However, most of us are too afraid to leave the safety of which we have been accustomed to. Great insight written here. Top marks and thank you for sharing it my friend. Hugs David