To Break Free
How do we continue to feign a countenance for untarnished youth,
the pure or ignorant in mind and soul?
-A spring within the forest.
Do we continue to deny our lust to corrupt it?
-Surrounded by shedding dogwood.
Could it be that we are ashamed of ourselves,
a threat to our repletion?
-Three stepping pools.
That their frank judgement threatens that in which we stake our survival?
-A mist accompanying each.
Are we all orphaned minds stabbed by absent eyes?
-One sweet, one foul, and one beguiling.
Can we fast and step back?
-Down falls a fresh and full blossom.
Without faith, in careless oblivion?
-Landing gracefully within the foul fog.
To make a meal out of battered souls?
-It’s bright hue a flicker in the murk.
Giving up all power to the unknown?
-Ripples motion apart rotting congregants.
Or can we grasp at the remnants of innocence?
-A doe breaks through to drink.
To sanctify a treaty?
-Its twitching nose guiding toward a sweet bath.
To earn acknowledgment?
-Indulging and flooding her mouth.
To put down our wicked sheers?
-A sharp sneeze breaking up the mist.
To wipe off crumbs of generations past?
-Deceptive white dew catching its eye.
To wade through the dark?
-Her curious snout eager to taste.
To build an alter to a newborn set free?
-She eases the bloom toward fresher water.
To watch a world in chaos?
-Her snout entranced and circulating the pool.
To writhe at every fall?
-Her nape loose, she marks her snack.
To fall at every torment?
-It meets her nose and crests atop.
To carve wretch into our wrists?
-A stream appears.
To break in awe as the door opens?
-To love and honor a stranger?
To gasp as they walk through?
-She grants reprieve, to watch light flee her wrath.
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Submitted by JasonLambertLee on February 16, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Quick analysis:
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,663 |
Words | 302 |
Stanzas | 22 |
Stanza Lengths | 3, 2, 3, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2 |
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