Written for: Poetic Bloomings2 - Prompt #388
The Price of Freedom
"Whatever you perceive as freedom, make it the impetus for your poem. Freedom is not free. It carries quite a cost."
What would inhibit your freedom?
Violence (street and domestic)
If you are truly free,
you are fortunate.
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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