Thursday, 30 April 2015

Day 30

Bounded by beauty
and battered by strain.
Inside with a book.
Out there in the rain.

Beyond all the fences
and all through the wood,
to drop all the messages
that demand that you "should".

Bound and beholden
to being myself.
I stand and deliver
my books on my shelf.

1 comment:

Marian Green said...

A bit of conflict going on there - like it...
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