Short Breaking Free Poems
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So tired of proving
Whether she is worth loving.
She is now choosing
To have a new beginning,
A new life with more meaning.
Breaking free like Thelma and Louise
come hell or high water
nothing's going to stop us now ~
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
The Soul lurches upward
trying to break free
The Body ropes it
wrestling desperately
This constant struggle
does not enlighten me
Fed daily dose of dope
filtered truths poisoned as they may be
~ I dream of breaking free
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Tipsy when under the influence
world closes in for a private party
~ the illusion of escape brief
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
A sticky hold like glue
Able to loosen up your grip
But, never completely breaking free
Don't want
Don't need
But cannot let you go
Like a magnet you pull me back to you
Horizons bright in tints of flight
beam welcoming rays, breaking free;
excitement springs at lifting wings--
celestial metamorphosis
Copyright, January 17, 2016
Faye Lanham Gibson
Find me the answer, get me out of this hell
I shall break these chains, binding me to my past
Searching for pieces to this unfinished puzzle
Till the picture's complete, and I'm free at last
Outrunning his destiny
fate to rescind
chance in the rearview
reflections within
A moment to gather
a lifetime in chase
the wind bearing transit
—alone in the race
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
The cruelest of cages
A cage of the mind.
No freedom lies
With such heavy binds
Thinking,
Speaking,
Processing
It all becomes difficult.
This cage tight and sealed
Breaking free
It just a dream.
Form:
Breaking free from the jaded haze this winding maze their walls ?
Rattling chains these halls be they kind today nay, a nuisance nirvana..
In Septenary's fortuned palms ? Her seraphims medievals hieroglyphic charms.
Form:
Breaking free of stagnant pacing
Through doors hanging off hinges to freedom
Fighting the tyrant mentors calling you out
Though you haven't reached perfection
Flaws are greatness,
For they make your work stand out
life does test, again and again
one day sunshine and next day rain
checking to see the way we react
how this dream sequence, we enact
soul breaking free of fears that chain
14-August-2021
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud
Date: June 3, 2025
Contest Title: Spin A Shadorma Poetry Contest
Burning wild,
chaos grips my bones,
grinding sharp,
breaking free—
shards of dreams ignite the dark,
I rise through the storm.
Under the watch of the full moon,
alone she'd go out in solitude,
breaking free from the day's worry.
The inner peace it brought her
gave her strength and wisdom
to face the turmoil in her world.
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
in a bubble of unknowing
stupor we chose to celebrate
doing nothing gently flowing
feeling in-form chakras gyrate
renouncing thought of loss or gain
we invoked power of zero
thus breaking free of ego chain
in God’s eyes became a hero
She smiled in rooms that cracked her spine,
where beauty bruised and grace meant lie.
They called her calm, not knowing this–
each breath she took was clenched like fists.
The silence praised was not her peace.
It was the cage. She found the keys.
Breaking free from regret and fear,
I will arise, my spirit soar,
and to the grace of God draw near.
To share with those who do not have,
a hug, a smile, a loaf of bread,
and words of hope, a healing salve.
7/4/16
For Nette Onclaud's "Tell Me" contest
We're eating the earth
peck by peck
selfish little pigeons
never giving back
always cooing a whole lotta crap.
Approaching the core
peck by peck,
eating every seed
in one godly tantrum
all hell breaking free
everything will be cleansed-eventually.
Fire burns in my heart.
As my eyes glow in the dark.
My beast is ready to be unleashed.
Blood is dripping from his teeth.
His rage makes my body shake.
His roar makes the whole earth quake.
He's breaking free from his chain.
Get ready cause he bringing the pain.
As days wind into moments
sped away too soon -
So memories injunction is a road
so walked upon - but in unfold.
I walk, unwittingly into self-controlled,
and breaking free - remember thee,
the moments we did hold
released to me again ... in truth's extolled!
I’m not asking for approval,
that belongs to time
The spoken words I cherish most,
to you seem out of rhyme
I’m not asking for acceptance,
my muse rejects your praise
In darker moments light is found
—your comments weakly phrased
(The New Room: December, 2021)
Living at maximum RPM,
the world outside surrounds me
Setting traps and digging holes
to slow my motion down
I bob and weave, increasing speed,
the pitfalls deep and mighty
Hunted for the threat I pose
—their treadmills overwound
(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: July, 2021)
Laughter spills like spice from a careless hand.
A flame in the orchard dreams of breaking free.
Hope wears citrus perfume, dancing through dust.
Each ending tastes like summer that won’t let go.
The sky, mid-fall, can't choose: fire or farewell.
Alive. Unbound. Bright. Longing. Unsettled.
We break the cage and rise so high,
With wings of steel, we touch the sky.
Pouring gold in the rain, we soar,
Chasing dreams forevermore.
We shatter the cage, then rise and glide,
With wings of steel, in the storm we ride.
Gold in the rain, we leave behind,
Chasing dreams that dare unwind.