Paul Willason Poet Free verse

Finding a Shape

It can take time to find
words to fit a thought,
come together in a link
to make known what was
just a shapeless notion, 
a shadow trying to free itself 
from the dark. Perhaps
a childhood hurt clawing
its way out, knotted feelings 
slowly unraveling into names.
A desire let loose
from an ache.

Or simply a tree growing 
into its dream, once cramped
in a seed and sunk deep
under the earth, it pushes
towards the light to unfold
itself in form. Existence 
written in trunk, bark, branch 
and leaf. We are all trying
to find a shape to fit us,
growing into time and space,
some with certainty 
others beset by doubt,
willingly or unknowingly 
being pulled 
towards the light.

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Lin Lane March 12, 2024 at 10:42 AM I wish we could shape the direction of our lives as easily as if we could draw a roadmap to where we wish to travel in life. There are times when we must take an unexpected detour before we reach the destination we desire. I love the poetic suggestion of personifying a shadow as though it wishes to free itself from the dark. That thought is worthy of a poem unto itself, Paul... hint hint Paul Willason March 13, 2024 at 4:59 AM True words Lin...appreciate the time you have given to the poem and sharing your thoughts. Very grateful. Will try and get the muse to consider helping me on the shadow theme...some interesting possibilities.

Deb M March 12, 2024 at 6:09 AM Thought provoking and just beautiful Paul! The tree sunk deep pushing towards the light a great analogy….l felt the sense of shape and freedom in that! Debx Paul Willason March 13, 2024 at 4:47 AM Many thanks Deb...your feedback is appreciated. Pleased that you found it a worthwhile read. Take care.