Free Verse
I don't know
that Verse is ever
entirely Free –
sensing
at times
that we are captive
of our words
restricting the flow
of original thought
an inherent bias
of societal structure....
The young composer thinking
himself, the Noble Martyr...
The middle-age, a center
of Mastery: accepted and
cajoled by swarms
of communal echoes...
While the old poet spends
his limited time left at
the shore – making chronicle
of our shared trespasses –
looking off to the sea;
drawing inspiration from
repetitive sewage, that comes
and goes with the tides....
Copyright © Joe Dimino | Year Posted 2021
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