Diptych: Prison
1.
There was never a prison
There was light
There was a breeze that moved
The tip-tops of trees the swish
Hush as branches brush-
Stroke the sky
2.
There was always a prison
There was darkness
There was air so heavy
It shut every door a rush
Of metal that made me forget
There was a sky
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Self imposed prison!
I love this poem, Tina.