Written in February 1983.
I am trapped
within this cage.
I can’t see or feel
the cage, but
I sense its presence.
Is it me?
Is it my peers?
Is it life?
Why can’t I fly?
I want to be free!
But how can one escape
from something unseen,
and untouchable?
How can one be free
from a nothingness?
I am truly trapped
within this cage.
This poem was written Feb. 16, 1991. I suddenly had an image of a light purple rose lying on a pillow and created this. One Violet Rose laid upon my pillow as I came waltzing in on a string of a thought a wish My love, Thank you for your kisses Thank you for your…
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This poem, published at poetry.com, was written in 1992 in response to someone I was gradually falling in love with. We had had a discussion about “love at first site” and this poem was the result. Love that comes quickly fades as fast Lasting love blooms slowly culminating in a rose before you knew there…
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I just found this as I was cleaning out my hard drive. I wrote it April 8, 2010. Enjoy!
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