Wednesday, 6 November 2019

Are we living in freedom

We had some free afternoons this week so time to write.
Prompt for Poets United: Authentic. When I think about being authentic I think about being truly yourself. I wrote a a few (simple) poems about that. The very first poem I ever wrote in my life was for writers island and was about being yourself. Therefore this time I got stuck on the word freedom lol




Are we living in freedom?

What is freedom
Is it freedom of speech?
Try to throw truth in the arena
One will let loose the lions
to draw your blood.
The truth is too threatening
for those who like living
in fool’s paradise

Is freedom the absence of enslavement?
Are many not magnetised by money
wanting to become the privileged
who grow opportunities in their garden
with no guarantee to harvest happiness
a few even dance with demons
in places where vultures circle above

A countless crowd is trapped in a web
shackled to sex, alcohol drugs, food
to fill the emptiness inside
big as a barren battlefield
to drown out the world which was
not the wonder they had wished for

So, is there freedom?
Yes, we can find it inside
the twilight of the mind
It’s at the crossroad of
the heart and the soul.
It’s on a golden path
illuminated by virtues
like wisdom and morality

That’s where truth and love resides
That’s where the authentic self was born.
The place where you choose
how to act, not react
Where you wish to serve the world
not wanting the world to serve you
Beauty walks there, into red sunsets

with white wings, among blue poppies
Beauty walks with the colours of freedom


31 comments:

  1. Ah, that last image is a winner. And this, wow:
    "Try to throw truth in the arena
    The public will let loose the lions
    to draw your blood"
    But in this poem, you throw truth into the arena . . . and we are grateful. It matters who can handle the truth.

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    1. Thank you Susan Yes true I will change public to some :)

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  2. "Beauty walks with the colours of freedom"

    Ah yes indeed. Happy Wednesday

    Much🌼love

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  3. Such gorgeous imagery in this one, Marja!❤️ I am in absolute awe!!

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  4. Oooooooh, how I LOVE your closing stanza! SO beautiful! So wise. Gorgeous.

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  5. This is an amazing poem that blends the imagery of hopes and dreams with the reality of them. At least that's what I interpreted. I really like it.

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  6. You've made freedom look so beautiful! Love the closing stanza & more specially the final line.

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  7. My favorite:
    "So, is there freedom?
    Yes, we can find it inside
    the twilight of the mind
    It’s at the crossroad of
    the heart and the soul."
    Some of us are standing at that crossroad for all of our lives and never seem to move. Thank you for us these thoughts to explore.

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    1. Thanks a lot Yes people often appear at the crossroad We always have a choice

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  8. These lines are stunning, Marja:
    'Beauty walks there, into red sunsets
    with white wings, among blue poppies
    Beauty walks with the colours of freedom'.

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  9. Marja, for me this is sooo rich. So many of us say we are free, have freedom, yet we are tied down at every limb, thoughts, and even parts of our souls. For starters I chose, "...fill the emptiness inside big as a barren battlefield to drown out the world which was..." (here, with four traits which when consuming become vices). I also like your optimistic approach for hope.
    BTW, Mrs. Jim and I did a day tour of Christchurch in December 2014 as a part of an NZ/AUS cruise tour. My favorite was the Antarctic Museum and Training facility. AND, my grandmother's maiden name was "Fletcher" which we found there to be a very large construction company.
    ..

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    1. Thanks a lot Jim Great you visited NZ Christchurch was still a bit in aftershock in 2014 The city has come a long way although still a lot to do before it is finished. e.g. the Christchurch cathedral might not be finished in my lifetime. I like the Antarctic centre as well. Yes Fletcher is indeed a big company

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  10. I particularly love your closing descriptions of where and how that freedom may be found.

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  11. I like the idea of finding freedom inside ourselves, then we'll always be free.

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  12. "The place where you choose
    how to act, not react"

    Gorgeous poem, Marja! Your last stanza is stunning by itself.

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  13. Beauty walks with the colours of freedom

    The last line is appropriately the coup de grace. Wonderful word creation Marja!

    Hank

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  14. Another winner Marja, freedom reigns!!
    Much love my friend.
    Peggy xxxx

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  15. Love that last line.. freedom is indeed freedom of choice- including in the way we react or not.

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  16. The truth is too threatening
    for the ones who like
    living in fool’s paradise


    That sums up many Americans in this day and age.

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