Fenced In #poetry #writing #photography

poetry penned in moon dust

sepia barbed

held back

unbroken spirit lassoed

chomping on life taking bit

unable to run free

held back

sails luffing

reaching in futility

winds just beyond reach

held back

hands restrained in shackles

prisoner of fate

thrashing brings pain

held back

creative connection broken

thoughts flail for conduit

inkless lies my pen

Today marks week five of nine weeks that I am casted and braced. One single index finger does my bidding until it too lies impotent from the pain.

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