Slip silently
Escape into the darkest night
Freedom awaits
Closing in
Heavy footsteps are chasing
Hold your breath
Branches tear
Unsteady legs keep running
Not far now
Dawn arises
Crossing safely to the border
You are free
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I wrote this for all of the women in this world who do not have personal freedoms-
or fear for their personal safety such as that poor woman in India.
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Every week Tess Kincaid of Magpie Tales posts a new image
to inspire us . This weeks image is by Daniel Murtagh.
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24 comments:
Love that little peek of you up top! Also love the poem ....
funny...my first thought on seeing this is that it would make for a great cover of a vampire book...and your poem captures that a bit without going there...
Brian-
I know- my take was so immediate thinking of all the women in this world who do not have a safe country to live in - like that poor woman in India- but a vampire...hmmm now that would have been interesting....and most others posts are being so sexy and romantic...what can I say! Thanks for visiting! Cheers.
An interesting poem. Desired freedom ...
Phew! hope all of a sudden- thanks!
Love where you took this prompt!! Great write!
Powerful poem
Such a horrible tragedy in India
looking, seeing, finding freedom; too bad it's so elusive to so many.
rel
Love the poem, even though I can't decide if the woman in the picture is confined or if she just needs to be-- she looks kinda scary.
You captured the drama the picture so beautifully expresses. We've all decided upon our own dramas but your fits the bill so well and is so pertinent.
Thanks for the reminder. It is true, many are trapped in their existance. Blessed we are to think of love and romance when to others , perhaps only fear and intimidation are the order of the day.
Important words here.
Great poem - I love the prompt but can't think of anything appropriate to write
Beautifully done
Hugs
SueAnn
Thank you for this salute..the recognition of the barbaric, the beauty of freedom!
Beautiful and powerful, Kathe.
Lovely...and also your new header...I looked at it for a long time...
Love this and your new hearder Kathe!! :-)
What a word, what a force, is freedom...
Image of some decaying mansion in the woods of war torn Europe, wonderful
And there are far too many of those women. Well done for raising awareness through your poem.
...wonderful offering... smiles...
Yes. She reminded me of a 'woman for sale' along the streets to well known tourists spots abroad.
You captured the prompt so very well. We tend to forget how many women are living in captivity both mentally and physically. A really good write.
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