Great Escape

Gone under the gripping waves of squally sea of sorrow Remains of the castle I built with silver sands of dream, Emerging out of the debris I face the plateau of life fallow. Aspirations die hard, so I grow wings to fly on sunbeam Through silver-lined clouds to sanguine summit of success. Enthralled, I enter golden nest someone built for my access, Soon it morphs into a cage where I can’t spread my wings, Confined in stifling ambition, freedom lost, I forget to sing. As air serenades the spring tune that doesn’t reach me, Provoked, I break open the golden cage, set my soul free, Escape the prison to fly once again in the sky of ecstasy. January 13, 2020 Contest : Any Acrostic of 10 to 12 lines Sponsor : Line Gauthier