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Restricted

The door of the cell slammed close with a brutal clang. Then, the slow sliding of a rusty bolt bought darkness; and with it comfort; at last.

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Speaks Volumes

Date: 8/21/2023 6:33:00 PM

I just gave this a favorite Terry. Reason being two fold, firstly because you have said so much in so few words. You told a whole story. I really admire that. Many moons ago I was so jealous that you beat me in a contest. You wrote a few lines on an emergency call from a child, and my entry rattled on for ages. I did not understand your win. I have learned a lot and matured as a poet since then, and now understand if you can tell it in a few words, do so. Second reason is, we seem to have like minds regarding the situation in your poem. I have always said that if I was in Jail, I would definitely want to be in Solitary confinement. I like my own company. An excellent poem Terry. Very much enjoyed.

Terry Miller
Date: 8/28/2023 3:44:00 AM

Your writing is excellent; I enjoy reading your poems. For me now and then, I set myself a challenge to write a story in as few words as possible; it's fun to write and then strip out as much as you can to see if it still makes sense, leaving the reader to fill in the blanks. I wrote this poem so that it could be read from the prisoner's point of view or the victim of their crimes point of view. Thank you for all your kind comments and for reading my stuff.