Poetry Slam Challenge #2: To Soar With Grace

This is my entry for the second Poetry Slam contest, of which the theme is Freedom (link). Many thanks to those who have organised this.

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In wayward breaths

I searched forlorn

To find such truths

And not be torn

By sights unseen

Torn asunder

In bitter dreams

Mine to plunder


To understand

What this could mean

These bars I hold

Not what they seem

Defined by words

Confined by thoughts

Every vessel

In every port


I've travelled far

But never here

Pushed past reason

And into fear

The battleground

My resting place

But there's no rest

Within this space


And you should hear

What I have heard

The God of War

Did take his turn

To place his mark

Upon my soul

“You will die

Before you know”


I chose my own

And nothing more

Chained in madness

In chains of lore

In search of dreams

I hold them here

To soar with grace

To conquer fear

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The photographs contained within this poem are all my own work.

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