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Caught And Trapped By Two Legged Monsters

No way to escape

By Colleen Millsteed Published 4 years ago 2 min read
Image courtesy of Pixabay

I was flittering around the forest

Searching for sunlight’s golden rays,

The trees, the forest trails, the vines

Are my magical safe haven, always.

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Until one day it was no longer safe

As the forest was currently swarmed,

Large two legged cruel creatures

Along the forest trails they stormed.

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I hide under the large leaves of a tree

Watching in fear, what do they want,

They poked and prodded the plants

Spying little beings that they taunt.

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The leaf I was hiding safely under

Suddenly disappeared, oh dear no,

I was seen hovering in plain sight

They are not our friends, they’re foe.

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A net scooped me up ungraciously

As I was toss into some clear vessel,

I could see the outside world, but

I couldn’t escape although I wrestled.

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I’m shaken up and tossed around

As the monsters leave our home,

My loving forest quickly vanishing

I’m terrified, will I be free to roam?

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They place my small clear vessel

I’ve learnt they call this a small jar,

It consists of a lid tightly screwed

To confine me, I am their new star.

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I flap my tiny wings, hovering high

As all these large disgusting heads,

Peer in at me until I land and hide

They giggle while my fear spreads.

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It seems I’m to live inside this jar

To be often prodded and displayed,

Never to see my home ever again

Heartbroken as I am dismayed.

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This is to be my life, until I perish

They hope to study me for science,

I’m to be trained like a stupid lab rat

But they never banked on my defiance!

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Originally posted on Medium

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About the Creator

Colleen Millsteed

My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.

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Nice work

Very well written. Keep up the good work!

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  1. Excellent storytelling

    Original narrative & well developed characters

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    The story invoked strong personal emotions

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