Liberation Poem by Sandra Feldman
Liberation
An outlet,
Wings,
Liberation,
What keeps me sane,
A great sensation,
That keeps me singing,
Thru good and bad reigns,
That makes me feel,
All's not in vain.
That is Poetry to me,
To write is not only to be,
But to be, while being free.
It is either the activity of the moment for me, or when not, at least a rumbling in the recesses of my consciousness. I can be fully engaged in gardening or any activity, and a concept or word will strike like a bolt and let me know it has to be incorporated into a poem. Even if it's just a silly limerick.
Yes, that's how it is, no warning, and like a bolt. You can't really call it or force it, it comes or it doesn't as if it had a life of its own. Thanks, Kelly
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4/19/2024 2:15:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Amen! Well said, it is such a sweet release to express our soul.
Lovely comment, Bill. Very much appreciated, thank you!