Wren Rushing Poet Sonnet

Out of Body

Trapped in a prison of flesh and of bone, 
limited by the rules of time and space. 
I dream of a day when all will be known, 
of this unseen and mysterious place. 

Leaping across time to permanent bliss, 
watching my body sit ever so still. 
Staying moored to earth, this chance would I miss,
to be set free from this life's bitter pill.

Leaving the ground and floating above it all, 
waving bye to my cares and tomorrows.
Answering whispers of the quiet call,
forget yesterday and all its sorrows. 

To finally sever the silver cord,
is to travel the light to golden shores.









11/16/18

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Brooks Lewis Iii December 3, 2020 at 12:04 PM I loved it. I think we all feel trapped at times.

Mahtab Bangalee December 3, 2020 at 1:12 AM A finest poem; I enjoyed really

P.S. Awtry January 6, 2019 at 5:13 PM Back with congratulations!!! Wren Rushing January 6, 2019 at 5:14 PM Thank you P.S.!

Gershon Wolf January 6, 2019 at 4:03 PM Gloriously conceived: Shackles removed; spirit soars on high...Inspirational and poignantly penned. Congrats on a richly deserved win in Brian's contest. Warmest winter wishes, Wren. ~ Gershon Wren Rushing January 6, 2019 at 5:12 PM Thank you for your kind words Gershon, have blessed evening my friend!

Gershon Wolf January 6, 2019 at 4:03 PM Gloriously conceived: Shackles removed; spirit soars on high...Inspirational and poignantly penned. Congrats on a richly deserved win in Brian's contest. Warmest winter wishes, Wren. ~ Gershon

Wren Rushing December 11, 2018 at 11:54 AM Dear Darlene I am so happy to hear you are doing better and I pray you experience days filled with joy. Have a wonderful day my friend.

Darlene De Beaulieu December 11, 2018 at 9:06 AM Hello Wren, I am back to reread this poem. This time i want to say, that it took me time to forget my pains of the past. I have done it... and feel so much better. have a nice day my friend.

Darlene De Beaulieu November 18, 2018 at 5:44 PM Hello Wren, the spirit is speaking through this poem.I like the line- forget the sorrows of tomorrow. That makes sense to me. have a nice evening my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu November 18, 2018 at 7:43 PM You are welcomed my friend. Wren Rushing November 18, 2018 at 6:49 PM Thank you for visiting Darlene. My dear friend.

Susan Ashley November 17, 2018 at 9:33 PM The spiritual beauty of your sonnet touches my heart and moves my soul, Wren. How beautifully expressive and breathtaking the imagery and the longing is - simply stunning! Warmest wishes.. ~Susan Wren Rushing November 17, 2018 at 10:01 PM Thank you Susan, your comments are more than gracious, they encourage me. Bless you my friend.

Caren Krutsinger November 17, 2018 at 7:19 AM What a gorgeous poem. The first line grabbed me up, and I felt held safely until the end. Wren Rushing November 17, 2018 at 4:30 PM Thank you Caren

Constance La France November 17, 2018 at 12:05 AM Wren, so beautifully penned, I love your write, well done ~ Wren Rushing November 17, 2018 at 6:57 AM Thank you for your kind words Dear. Have a wonderful weekend.

P.S. Awtry November 16, 2018 at 8:59 PM another powerful write, Sonnet Man :) Wren Rushing November 16, 2018 at 9:12 PM Thanks p.s.