New Freedom
Much I tried to bare the bines,
As straight as I could be,
Caught laced, always, in those tangled vines.
Until – disarrayed – I broke, and heard the chimes.
Original poem, 'I Understand.' Poetry Contest, Liberum Divisa 2.
October 30, 2020.
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