Jul 152009
 

Current mood: quiet

Intrepid Freedom
(A Poem-Prose written by Martin Eden on 10&11July2009)

The dreams of the past
The hidden way
The things missed out on
The countless days

Where are they now
The people I knew
In their passing by
I grew

With each and every one
There was something new
And a spur to creative energy
Where are they now

I’m proud I’ve shed my crutches
Along with foolhardy ways
Yet it feels all too quiet
Somewhat retiring

Hey but here’s where real freedom lies
Intrepid freedom
Choices with clarity
Without being weighed down

A chance to reassemble
What I want and what I don’t
And work towards achievables
At just two tiles a day

© Martin Eden