She raises both arms to
Free the clasps binding her
Long, lush hair. It explodes
Down her back, taking my
Breath away.
Tag: free
Flying
One afternoon I was
Sitting in my house
Flipping channels on
On the TV, bored and
Wondering what else
There could be to life.
Then a force pulled
Me from my chair
And out the front
Door. I stood in the
Middle of the yard
And rose up slowly,
Over the tops of the
Houses and found I
Could go anywhere
I wanted to go–
Freedom!
Weekend
The weekend is a time to
Unwind from the stresses
And strains of the week
And do the things you
Want to do. You can be
Yourself, sleep late and
Not do anything if you
Want to. The weekend
Is your time. If work
Calls, let it go to
Voicemail.
I Did It
One evening I was walking
Around our front yard kicking
At the leaves and feeling sorry
For myself because of some
Recent flops in my life.
Then I remembered a childhood
Dream. I always wanted to fly,
To fly away from my troubles.
I walked out in the middle of
The street, looked around me,
Looked up, and slowly, gently
My feet left the ground.
I realized I controlled the whole
Thing with my will and shot up
And flew in broad circles around
The city looking down at it in a
Whole new way. I was free.
Wordman of Alcatraz 