by joetwo

Cast away from us

Isolated by medical ministrations

Held by bandages and catheter tubing

Restrained from writing, contacting

But not from thinking

Thoughts of verse and rhyme filling a mind

Free from the constraints of the body

Free to explore the outer realms of the soul

Free to express itself in any way

Waiting, simply waiting for the moment

When the ties are cut

When freedom is tangible again

Free again to write

The word is made manifest

And the sweet freedom of the constrained

Made an electronic reality

For all others to read, to ponder

And to know

Dedicated to Tricia Bertram from here who has been very much missed but shall return to us soon.