Handling Freedom

Written for:  Poetic Asides 2019 April PAD Challenge – Day 23
Two-for-Tuesday – Write a Free poem or a Not Free poem

Except for death and taxes, she was free
to rise when ready, stay up to wee
dark hours and read an entire book.
She never thought she needed structure to be

at peace with herself; she mistook
freedom from work with a happy outlook.
To fill her days, she desperately searched
for a new hobby, wore worried look.

With nought expected, she felt like a bird
precariously perched. Time for research.
Why, she could cook, join a swim club,
or if the urge strikes, learn to surf.

She sat in a lavender-scented tub
far from television’s noisy hubbub
with jazz playing, and a glass of wine
freedom returned with unhurried scrub.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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2 Responses to Handling Freedom

  1. Kathleen Kittleman says:

    Ahhh! Thanks!


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