Anyway, this weeks drabble is on Poetry. And since it's poetry month, that's what they decided to do. Now, I haven't written poetry in a very, very long time. But it was a fun little challenge to say the least. This is what I came up with. I hope that you enjoy it.
Comments are appreciated :)
FREEDOM
What is freedom?
Freedom is the wind blowing around your face
Caressing it with her gentle fingers
Letting her sweet words and phrases linger
Holding you in an embrace
Caressing it with her gentle fingers
Letting her sweet words and phrases linger
Holding you in an embrace
Freedom is the horizon's sunrise
Warming you with her golden rays
Coaxing you and leading you for days
Reminding you that you are alive
Warming you with her golden rays
Coaxing you and leading you for days
Reminding you that you are alive
Freedom is the miniscule escape
From the advancing enemies grasp
A ragged sigh of relief and you clasp
Tightly to the treasure that's yours to proclaim
From the advancing enemies grasp
A ragged sigh of relief and you clasp
Tightly to the treasure that's yours to proclaim
Freedom is the groaning plank boards beneath
The swaying on the white-capped waves
The way that Calypso plays
With your home under your feet
The swaying on the white-capped waves
The way that Calypso plays
With your home under your feet
You asked me my friend, and I can tell you sure
She is my love, my life, my all
She is ever faithful, not letting me fall
What freedom is, is the Black Pearl.
She is my love, my life, my all
She is ever faithful, not letting me fall
What freedom is, is the Black Pearl.
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