Jay Porter

Rookie - 434 Points (May 21,1997)

Freedom - Poem by Jay Porter

Soon I'll be free
From the plastic and misery
Soon I will run
Under the burn bright sun.

Chilling and cold air reached inside.
Lungs like wings, soaring above.
A bitter, beautiful, and burning ride.
Faster than a feather, lighter than a dove.

Warm and welcoming water, I don't mind.
It is a freedom for too long I have been denied
It's better than being inside this bind
In warm and welcoming water, my leg abides.

Topic(s) of this poem: freedom

Form: Couplet

Poet's Notes about The Poem

It's a poem dedicated to the day this wretched cast flies free from my leg!

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 13, 2016

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 13, 2016

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