Open blue sky calls
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Freedom a sad dream
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Wings spread one last time
Freedom calls, break the prison
Caged bird, dead, takes flight
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Heartbreakingly beautiful.
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Thank you. Many of us are caged birds.
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Deep write
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Thank you.
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Aww! Part of the reason I am forcing myself on this therapy routine. The longer I’m sitting, the less able I am to walk. Must fight boredom and lethargy.
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Thanks. That’s what I feel sometimes.
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Wow, beautifully written and so eloquent. I can very much relate to this issue of freedom, one of my favorite topics to write about given the current situation in Catalonia and in the whole of Spain with such an authoritarian regime. I never thought the Spanish police would injure 1066 people during the referendum of October 1 last year, that the ruling government would imprison our elected politicians, leaders of nonviolent civil resistance movements, prosecute and jail artists. Where is Spanish justice when the so called La Manada rapists still run free? Who would have expected such things in a supposedly modern European state? I also want your caged bird in the poem to be released. I think it stands as a symbol for every human being unfairly imprisoned in our world. Well, it seems in the end, it does take flight despite apparently “flight futile” with “weakened wings”, almost dead, but not completely, so there is hope to break the prison. I wrote and danced my hope: https://momentsbloc.wordpress.com/2018/06/24/dance-of-hope/
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Thank you very much for your kind comments.
When I wrote the poem, I was thinking more in terms our loss of individual freedom and our internal sense of loss and yearning for freedom. I think it is an universal feeling.
Your poem and the accompanying dance is so beautiful that I don’t have words to praise enough.
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Wow, this is so flattering. Thank you so much for your encouraging words!
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Beautiful verse.
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Thank you.
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A crestfallen and beautiful piece. Thank you for visiting the cafe and it’s good to meet you.
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Thank you so much. Appreciate the beautiful comment.
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Reblogged this on BrewNSpew and commented:
Sharing eloquent piece by pranabaxom while at the cafe-
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Thanks for the reblog.
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😉
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