A Golden Chain
[first angle]
A golden chain
Poetry seems to me
A secret weapon
To set me free
A chance to say
Things that sometimes
Can’t be said
A chance to
Get
Some black thing
Out of my head
To put it down
Lay it down
Fold the book
& walk away
A chance to
Get it
Out of the way
So I can better live
This day.
A golden chain
[second angle]
A golden chain
To lock me
Away
To keep me
From this here day
Private thoughts
That shouldn’t be
Robbing me
Of any good
That could be
Why do I
Allow these thoughts
To chain me?
When I should
Give them
The boot…
3 comments:
You made me laugh with the final line of that second poem. It just had a certain wit I liked.
In the first, I loved...
"Fold the book
& walk away"
Poetry as healer, yes.
a secret weapon.
i like that.
the first one was deep and serious - i liked this line:
"To put it down
Lay it down
Fold the book
& walk away"
because that is what i like to do with my sad poems - the second one made me laugh :0)
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