Freedom (poem)

Freedom to fly, on wings made of dreams
Always believing life’s more than it seems

Freedom to walk, toes squelched in the earth
Aiming to rise above our own birth

Freedom to dance, with smiles on our hips
The courage to write and rewrite life’s script

Freedom to fail, and flourish, and thrive,
Daring to do more than simply survive

Freedom is knowing that one day we’ll die,
But living before, with heads held up high


Written for OctPoWriMo Day 5 – a re-drafted version of an earlier poem on the theme of “freedom”

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Author: Al Lane

Writer, Poet, Daydreamer

27 thoughts on “Freedom (poem)”

  1. I love the feeling I got when I read the “smiles on our hips”, giving us full permission to shake, rattle and roll with freedom’s dance! 🙂

  2. I was about to say “Wow! That last paragraph!” But I the I reread everything and realised I was wrong. The whole poem is very powerful!
    I agree with everything in it, it is the way I have decided that I’d live from now on, having wasted too many years merely surviving. I don’t always succeed, but… that’s what I aim for!
    Really powerful write!

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