A clear direction
A road without blockades and broken bridges
A ridgeline, sure, something I can hang onto
Assuredly riding the edge with a death grip
A ship sailing on smooth seas
With the breeze BEHIND me
I want to drive
A car with no need of gas or electricity
I want to fly unecumbered
No broken wings or clipped feathers
I want to partner together
No question bearing
No hesitations wearing away
At my vows
No doubts that drown my destiny
I want clarity
Not disparity
I want decision making to be mine
Without red tape
Tied around my eyes
A blindfold and stranglehold
I don't want to be told what I should think, believe, grieve and even see
I want to be me
And free
I want to climb up into the trees
Spread my wings
And finally
Dream
About the Creator
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I embarked to my favorite coastline several years ago in search of feeling in a dark season and accdientally wrote a poem. I have written ever since.
Poetry is what my friends know me for, but words burn in my bones.
Center Stage with Gina C.
*** I'm keen to republish the interviews I did for my series with Vocal creators. It's been a few years and I thought it might be nice to revisit these wonderful conversations. I'll be releasing them one at a time for a few weeks/months.
By Heather Hubler7 days ago in Interview
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