Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Bad Morning ~~ my Poem for Tuesday Platform


Caged

How does it feel to lose one's freedom?
Not that of becoming betrothed or
conscripted for your country's service
Rather to be deprived of home, your
liberty to walk or drive away

Try being locked inside your garage
Your loved one drives away closing doors
Confined. The house door's locked, you've no keys
You find a blanket, pillow, basin
Cell door sealed, alone, darkly lit, cold

Thoughts of escape now go through your mind
If you get outside, still must return
Cell phone lays away, there with your clothes
It may ring, it should. Loved ones will call
Worry when no answer, call again

Still alone, try to sleep. Sleep won't come
Rest your head, lay your body down, hard
You doze, you'll awaken, nothing's changed
Lay awake, walk around, no control
Why am I here, what have I done?  Sob

Accident here, loved one will return
Hugs, disbelief, "I'm sorry" you'll hear
Elsewhere, many times this does occur
Many deserving, some by mistake
Confined, locked away, no one comes 

Remember Christ's words, should we heed,
"I was in prison... you came to Me"



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Photos and Poem Copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov. All Rights Reserved

I linked this poem withpost, The Tuesday Encounter, at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads (open forum day)



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10 Comments:

At Tuesday, December 29, 2015 5:24:00 PM, Blogger Marian said...

Oh, intriguing, Jim. Happy New Year to you! Don't go and get yourself locked up, now.

 
At Tuesday, December 29, 2015 5:28:00 PM, Blogger Mama Zen said...

Beautiful ending, Jim.

 
At Tuesday, December 29, 2015 10:20:00 PM, Blogger kaykuala said...

Imprisoned not of one's own choosing is a distressing thing. May not even be physical. Many of the deprived who are not confined physically like the Syrian refugees are just as imprisoned as there is no free movements also. Incisive thoughts Dr Jim!

Hank

 
At Tuesday, December 29, 2015 10:40:00 PM, Blogger JosephAlsarraf said...

Great poem Jim! I know how that feels. I've locked myself out of the house plenty of times! : )

 
At Wednesday, December 30, 2015 7:56:00 AM, Blogger Debi Swim said...

Much to think about in your words.

 
At Wednesday, December 30, 2015 9:29:00 AM, Blogger Gillena Cox said...

yes and resonates also "What so ever you do to the least of my ..."
A good poem to ponder and share

much love...

 
At Wednesday, December 30, 2015 11:03:00 AM, Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

I'm so glad, in this case, that people returned and he was released. Sadly, for so many, that moment never comes. There are so many ways of being imprisoned, sometimes within one'sown mind.

 
At Thursday, December 31, 2015 11:07:00 AM, Blogger Kerry O'Connor said...

Happy New Year to you and your family, Jim.
Three cheers to living free.

 
At Thursday, December 31, 2015 7:56:00 PM, Blogger Outlawyer said...

To be imprisoned by one's own country just about the worse thing one can imagine--take care, Jim--have a great new year. k.

 
At Friday, January 01, 2016 11:19:00 PM, Blogger Susie Clevenger said...

To be locked away, freedom only a few steps behind bars...Prison has so many meanings...You have expressed the agony of it so well.

 

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