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Jailbreak Poems

Notes on jailbreak

Ok, there’s no jailbreak.
Make room for my innocent alter ego,
because there’s nothing to rebel against.

There are zero classes in my nascent,
year-long, Harvard master’s degree.
They call it ‘self directed study’
and like rockets have stages,
I’ll have ‘self paced modules.’

Am I suddenly at Oxford University?
They’re quite famous for that (no formal classes).
Or am I suddenly grown up and

Categories: jailbreak, encouraging, homework, humor, school,
Form: Free verse

Allow wines to jailbreak

The whole world is waiting, all ears agog,
For your birthday, to start a dialogue,
Your goodness is daily praised by their gongs,
For at no time, you blamed them for their wrongs.

Your heart gleams bright, free of any hatred,
So why won't your birthdays be this sacred.
Even the mirrors can't hide your beauty ~
That, that nature adopts as

Categories: jailbreak, anniversary, appreciation, birthday, celebration,
Form: Rhyme

Jailbreak At Milton Creek

There was a rumour that outlaw Kyle was to be sprung from jail
But Sheriff Koplin got wind of it and he'd make sure they'd fail 
That day Queeny Holly and her gang rode into town, guns blazing 
But the Sheriff had set a trap and one that was truly amazing. 

He and his deputies had

Categories: jailbreak, america, humor, violence,
Form: Narrative

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Jailbreak Courtesy of Soup Creek

The sheriff of Soup Creek has returned from Soup City once more,
after a run in with the judge, some bars and a concrete floor.
We cannot defend Mayor Tom they say it’s against the law,
maybe it’s time for something different, and switch to south paw.

Jenna and I received ten days in jail for contempt of court,
some

Categories: jailbreak, betrayal,
Form: Rhyme

Jailbreak

Through the checkered grating of York-Dauphin station, 

Clinging ‘tween the iron bars With fragile rays.

Through the checkered grating Of Tioga station,

A rounded hump, now flooding sound, yet colored, seen.

Through the checkered grating of Torresdale station, 

Aloft, so proud and arrogant, boring through the fragile screen.

Categories: jailbreak, city,
Form: Free verse

Thoughts of Jailbreak

The alluring morning mail
Blue cover and red letters
Those smiling peacock feathers
Alas, I'm fettered

Red breasted Robins ruffle
My waters, psychic scuffle
Defiant windows won't shut
My ripples seek shores

The lark is somewhat restless
Greed glistens in the diamonds
Of my restive lattices
The mail overwhelmed

No, no more fetters today
Some way I have to make hay
Lovely mails in golden braids
Poems in fountain

I have

Categories: jailbreak, bird, dream, imagery, metaphor,
Form: Dodoitsu

Jailbreak

We shared a cell for seven weeks
before he finally up and speaks,
he turned around and shook his head
he tore the mattress on the bed,
inside he kept a sacred book,
he said that I could take a look,

I read six lines and heard a scream
I felt that I was in a dream
the cell walls vanished in the

Categories: jailbreak, mystery, peace,
Form: Couplet