My spirit paces like a captive bear,
set limits by a fence of tempered steel,
that with its shadows marks its deadening seal
on concrete ground that passes for my lair.
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A wonderful metaphor. The verse too is wonderfully controlled without it being constricted in its own lair. A fave! fx
To me this speaks of hopes and dreams, of a time that current constraints will be no more in the future. We all hope for such beautiful times x
Ah, the human condition... is so well expressed here. Freedom is the spirit's home but the earth's gravity gives us both life and its limitations. I wrote one called 'Stratospheres' - apologies for shameless plug - in which the first line is 'Freedom is a legless bird' (with a nod to British humour) .
The day will come when we will both be free, I from my pound and you from bonds of pain, and there will be no bars, no barren place; great lines... I love this poem it says lots about my life. I will add it to my favs... very well done. Crystal