I hope my offering for today’s OctPoWriMo prompt more than makes up for my lack of a creative title for this post. I’m afraid my energy is a bit low today so the brain-box isn’t firing on all cylinders. I hope to get a good night’s rest and come back roaring tomorrow.
Prompt: counting syllables write about what freedom looks like for you.
I’m afraid I didn’t really write about what freedom looks like to me, but I did seriously consider different aspects of freedom. Are we really free? How do you know? Aren’t we all tied to something in some way? And those who consider themselves free spirits, are they really? So I hope my poem is understandable in that sense.
I chose the Pleiades form, one I really like. It is comprised of seven lines containing six syllables each. It’s short but works very well to pack a punch.
See you tomorrow,
It Makes All The Difference
By Jesi Scott
Freedom is illusion,
for from the day we breathe
our first breath we are chained
to our decisions-
to choose to make the most
of life, or to regret
the paths we did not take.