Jay Loveless Poet Free verse

Cutting Away My Locks

Once I had locks of strawberry sunshine
Long and curling down my back
Catching the summer breeze
But as with all things
There must always be an end
And so when one chapter ended of my life
Those locks fell
Long and curling on the floor
Strawberry sunshine no longer dancing down my back
I kept it longer in the front
Unable to bear cutting it all
But now, the rest is a strawberry mess
Bed head at its finest
Cutting away my past
Letting it fall to be swept away
It feels like freedom
Many say, I dont look like myself
But the truth is, myself is who I feel
Finally I feel like me
No longer trapped by that long mane
No longer trapped by others wishes

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Avani Jain January 31, 2013 at 12:49 AM Great use of expression buddy! Its absolutely true The real self is freedom N free from expectations and nasty world Into d dark, isolated from it!

Justin Bordner January 29, 2013 at 1:58 PM Great philosophy in such a merry metaphor my friend - I'm willing to bet that you appear 'edgey' either way - I truly admire how you have addressed the issue of personal image in relation to how others will inevitably box you, and how the brave can't dread or fear being in harmony with themselves despite being at odds with other creatures - a bold statement - I wish I could have some of your 'locks' - in some ways you remind me of those tough & gritty train hopping folks that I've been studying

Richard Lamoureux January 25, 2013 at 12:40 PM It is difficult to free ourselves from the expectations of others. Good for you, I hope you like where it takes you.