Tag: freedom

  • Spree

    The day I hurt my knee  I wanted to go on a shopping spree  Instead, I sat down and cried  When my tears finally dried  I could tell I was finally free 

  • Stolen Plants

    Photo by Jr Korpa on Unsplash  What brought me to the porch wasn’t wall color, but the plant that had been stolen off my own front porch.  The plant where my single flash drive was buried.  Without that flash drive, I could forget any future plans.  I would not wake up tomorrow with the freedom I was currently experiencing.  Was the theft of my favorite plant an accident?  Or…

  • On Reading

    I once had a cow who could read  In hopes he would someday be freed  My father said NO  He could not go!  So instead he learned to start a stampede 

  • Finest Hour

    “Yesterday was not my finest hour,” Greg said into the microphone.  As I listened to his new recording, I started to wonder what he was going to do next.  Would he confess his sins or just the ones for he which he had been caught?  I knew I shouldn’t be listening to his confession, but…

  • The Cupboard

    Photo Prompt © Ronda Del Boccio  I knew my sister was gone as soon as I opened the cupboard.  It was so empty and bare that I also knew she was not coming back.  I should have realized sooner what her plans were, but I had been too hopeful.  Hopeful she would stay around.  Hopeful…

  • Ballad of Freedom

  • Growing Up

    I never wanted to grow up. Even as a child when my friends were talking about everything they wanted to do as an adult. They talked about the freedom. They talked about doing what they wanted, when they wanted. I never wanted any of that. I was having too much fun just being a kid.…

  • Freedom

    “I’m free!!” As I ran out the front door of the building, I started immediately screaming with excitement, but my excitement quickly turned into hysterical sobbing. I knew my coworkers were watching me through their office windows, but I didn’t care. Most of them were the reason I was leaving and the reason I was…

  • The Garden

    Flowers are calling  Forever singing my name  Always flowing free  Vivid gardens bloom  Splashy colors reaching up  Towards the bright blue sky  Showing me my dreams  Always teasing the future  Where I will be free  Photo by corina ardeleanu on Unsplash

  • Lady

    The bicycle I received on my sixth birthday was by far my favorite present I had ever gotten.  It was pink and white with a banana seat big enough for my sister and I to get to the park easily and quickly.  I had secretly named my bike Lady and when Sarah started calling her…