Best Poems Written by Christine Van Brunt

Pondering

I bought the whole affair, the dominant "I should"
I watched while others flew off to their own distant wood.
I wore the chains, I wore the chains,
And in my eyes tears stood.

Driven from my bed, and by the Question wooed,
Might I soar off to my own dreams and still be good?
I wore the chains, I wore the chains,
And wondered if I could.

Copyright © Christine Van Brunt | Year Posted 2012