Freedom Dream Poems

Our Daily Bread


Flour, yeast,and milk,a bit of butter too,
 and giving it a little time to rise,
 into a loaf, it grew..
From this mass of...

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My soul is crushed and heavy 
Beneath the words I kept within 
Weighed down it’s caged, it’s silent
A dark place of wondering 
If anything could...

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Summer Dream
Note: This is Ms Huang's first poem and English is a second language, so helpful comments are welcomed and encouraged.
(This was a collaboration in...

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Patrick
   Jovial, Inquisitive, Wise and Poetic
    Brother of Brian, Daniel, Andrea, Mellissa, Jamil and Anwar
    Lover of...

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I was a lttle girl, so wistfully in thought back then. 
Wearing a silk kimona, dreams of a sivered, shiny pen.

A special place in my...

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Joy tree form
Hint scented mint
Lies forbidden myth
Waking nightmare youthful grin
Echoes of fate not found
Questing toward towers
Safe escape 
Remote fear of flying
Waking removed from earth
Zoo of...

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Old cherry trees beside the church
In early bloom this spring 
I got new travel film to watch
New birdies come to sing 
“You poor thing, you...

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There's demons lurking inside
     at every twist and turn,
And so many memories
     in ashes or yet to...

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WALLS AND WAILS

I am confined within these four walls
For far too long and pray a wall falls
And the guns jam with wardens asleep
As I take...

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Now gaze at the wonder of the sky

Then spread your wings and attempt to fly

Only courage needed but if impeded

You'll live in fear till the...

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I dream of lying days long
In grass fields full of birdsong
So that i might sing
Or touch the inside of my being

My awakened state these days...

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Risk has value as an invitation 
to break through our existing stagnation.
Have we given up our precious freedom 
and invited in, a life of boredom.

Could...

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As I hold back tears confronting fear I wonder if people ponder,
The image of those who plunder the innocent old and younger,
Cities becoming jungles I'm...

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I: Doorway to the Master Trail 

Using English, most all are aware of I, me, Me, My, and Mine
My and Mine being possessive, each own...

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Inner Sanctum

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In this darkness of pain,

All I can see is you in my domain.

You are the luminescence that I attain.

My territory that I gained.



A story...

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