Danny Draper

Freshman - 716 Points (14 July 1963 / Kiama, New South Wales, Australia)

Pure, The Horizon Calls (For A Friend) - Poem by Danny Draper

Pure, the horizon calls
Pon lands by crystal sea
Past tiny windows ever grey
A cell constructed of fog
with bars of incoherent stupor
with confinement a delusion
of security and succour
traded for freedom and happiness
nicked for conspiring to be loved,
life for emotional addiction;
HMPS Co-dependency,
Shackled to those that take,
but can never give.

Pure, another time exists
Of strength, courage
Wisdom and determination,
Enhanced and empowered
The release of exaltation
as expression and creativity
Nurtured in a loving and
Supporting environment
Valued unequivocally
And intrinsically as an equal
In staunch and bright light,
The poet soars and
The artist realises the greatness
Of freedom of expression and self
And imagination
Without cold cloud walls
Free to infinite expansion
To see and reach, exploring
Opportunities and notions
Extending knowing, that
All windows open.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

By Danny Draper 23/6/2013

Comments about Pure, The Horizon Calls (For A Friend) by Danny Draper

  • (10/23/2013 5:16:00 AM)


    Danny this is just such a beautiful write. It is laced with compassion and consideration. Two of your many attributes. Loved this piece so much. Thank you for sharing. Karen (Report) Reply

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  • Diane Hine (7/26/2013 6:27:00 AM)


    We don't know the details of your friend's shackles but if any words can encourage him/her to cast them off then these must surely be they. (Report) Reply

  • Soulful Heart (7/13/2013 12:37:00 PM)


    A sort of release that reminds.......stpne walls dp not a prison....a poet can never b traped in any bound epoch
    ...
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  • (6/28/2013 1:58:00 PM)


    Back to read again, oohrah! (Report) Reply

  • (6/27/2013 10:27:00 PM)


    the knowledge of the poets makes wonders in life..Good Expression Danny Draper..10 (Report) Reply

  • (6/25/2013 2:15:00 PM)


    Love it, Danny. Especially The poet soars and/ The artist realises the greatness/ Of freedom of expression and self/ And imagination (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (6/25/2013 1:00:00 PM)


    A complex but interesting read Danny, some beautiful lines in there and a great tribute to all poets and those with an artistic and creative mind. Agree with Valsa that you are above the average writer. (Report) Reply

  • (6/25/2013 5:24:00 AM)


    nicked for conspiring to be loved loved this line: D (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (6/25/2013 12:21:00 AM)


    The poet and the artist have an upper edge over the others whose thoughts are shackled and their expression stifled! They can soar into infinite spaces without the cold cloud walls of restrictions to see, reach and explore! Before the artist and the poet, all windows are open!
    Danny you have beautifully brought in the contrast between these two worlds! (I wonder, if my interpretation of your poem makes any sense! You are indeed above average poets, I must say and a little obscure too!)
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 23, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, July 26, 2013


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