Prose poem: Independence Day

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The hound ran.

She ran because she was happy to be free, beyond the fence, beyond the limits.

She ran across the field through the clover, through the tall grass waving as she brushed by, her mouth open in what looked like a delighted smile, happy just to be alive and exploring and seeing what is out there beyond the fence, beyond the limits.

She ran like she did when she was a puppy in this field, a bounce in her step that wasn’t there behind the fence. The enclosed yard did not contain quite enough space for her to unleash her full speed, her full joy, the fullness of her being and potential.

The fence kept her safe, no doubt – from predators and from getting lost in the woods beyond the field. But beyond the fence lay freedom and joy and all the speed she could muster.

There were fewer limits there, and there she could be all the dog she was.

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A slice of another pie

Slice of Another Pie

If I were to write a song today,
What would I say?
Thirty, forty, fifty years on
and still dreaming,
still writing wistful words that wander
hither and yon.

Too tired to dream? Never.
Too lazy to follow through?
I don’t know if lazy is the word
as much as scared – frightened
not of my shadow
as of the responsibility to create a thing
that casts a shadow.

For fear of burning bright,
How many are content to sit in the dark
and stay quiet,
dreams unspoken,
in the comfort of uneasy silence.
Perhaps this will be the day that I fly,
This will be the day that I fly …

And the angel said (paraphrasing)

 

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What the heck are you doing here? Why are you lollygagging here, at the symbol of the darkest hour?

He’s not here! He rose from this darkness. He doesn’t dwell in this place.

Go find him! He’s out there, in the light, wandering about in plain sight and yet you can’t see him!

Rub your eyes and take another look, and this time see with your heart.

Yes! See? He’s right in front of you.