Incarceration Poems - Poems about Incarceration

Your incarceration Causes me humiliation I try my best not to bring it up But my mind stays in this location I miss you so much but our relationship has never had a firm foundation Yes our relationship is just a complication So what am I to do You once were good to me But everything...

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and then the accused fell foul of yet another condemnation without trial the sentence spoken in anger shards of bloody mosaic stick to his bare feet from where she threw the glass on the tiled floor punctuating compartmentalizing puncturing an unspoken truth superficial wounds already closing he wraps a bandage around his heart squeezes tightly to feel alive accepts the verdict though no crime was committed a scar remains from what...

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There are so many trapped and tortured souls in this desolate place. We are ghosts, screaming for freedom, darklings, crying for light. Never sure how to grasp onto something invisible, without strangling it. Even before the cold bars made of murk and gloom there was no hope, only bleakness. Now "lost'' takes on a greater, deeper meaning for us here. Lost in the abyss of incarceration, groping for strands...

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Within the confines of these walls, my Father. Mother speaks to me. My faith is in my Father who says; surely I will be set free. I shall not be given over to men of whom I am afraid. My feet shall be loosed from net and snare, that privately has been laid. They try their best to keep me...

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Self-imprisonment Is the worst form Of punishment Still, it is not out of the norm To find a tiny bee hummingbird Ruby Zoom, hidden inside a double-glazed display cabinet One can think or fathom how absurd It is to be imprisoned in a knotty net Conspicuously clear like black ice. And yet One is trapped. One cannot Get out or escape freely, effortlessly or easily Without...

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Incarceration Through The Eyes Of Your Child I dreamt about this particular iceberg for many year's as a young man, where in and out of prison I was, for a while. It was big, big in size If size was big, like only size could be, only in Florida. Abandoned in it, to it a one man cell, placed in it...

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Your father and your mother they are The connection to where you are from Your father and mother came in same manner Created by their creators before they created you That's your ancestry and route into existence. It is not by chance that you belong to that route You had a choice in it when you existed before...

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There are no allegations that My birthright is of a monster Nor is there a pretense that I am beast  But one of the brutes  Is hibernating  In the recess of me beneath  The etiquette of a queen  Is to be poised, decent, and unique But there is a leviathan  That has aspirations to be unleashed  For many decades past and future This monstrosity continues  Pondering who...

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I served jail time in 2020 alright! Sleepless were the nights, stuck on to the lights. My cellmates said Woof Woof, Meh Meh and Meow! Locked behind bars that opened from the inside, When the year started I had no idea I was in for this ride. I served jail time in 2020 alright! Prison really changes your life and...

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I wake up unknown Then fall back asleep awake To remain alert....

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I used to contentedly stroll down roads of liberation, now I’m stuck in the utter madness of incarceration. What happened to my freedom, why me o, Lord? I...

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Prison Prism...

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Distinct so out of reach to be removed I recall vague in somewhere the warmth of being held comfort nurtured to mothers breast so dependent yet so secure to be there only the beginning only innocent eyes opening they had no perception of fear I cannot recall when I changed nor scratch some point for the point of blame it all happened so quietly everything unseen...

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there is a sound when you leave all electricity is lost all water is dissolved all air is thinned out there is a blankness as time passes all age is tainted each era is ruined every period is murky there is a change when realization comes what matters drown what is important suffocates what is relevant becomes inanimate the golden road is now blue...

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Can a man tolerate an incarcerate? Madly in love with a madwoman Throughout the investigation; Prior to the incarceration she's reflective Two years on the verge of being wasted like Iron Maiden single "Wasted Years" Additional two daughters she conceived not to mention she needs help supporting her two daughters "Homeless Agencies" Two daughters means double the "Needs and Wants" Two...

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