Shackles (O.S.I.)

Hi all,

Here is my poem for O.S.I and the theme is shackles.

Shackles can come undone
If your mind let’s the world
Flow freely and speak freely
Uncage the mind of reason
Be open in every season
Receiving and giving as the sea
With window eyes to spot the key
That may release your inner being
Shackles can come undone

Great Rain

The world was silent before the great rain

Clouds billowing in a silvery gray

Puffed up above our heads

We cannot wish it away

Tree limbs shivering in the breeze

The soil is drowning

Windy assault on umbrellas floating away

Water rising against our boots

Limp goes our curls and lashes

Wet clothes clinging to our silhouettes

Layers peel away, slow and cold

A stranger shift begins in our bones

Tiny voices singing in the rain

A bit of folly to part the gray

While the window grows dim and dark

Rooftops sagging down like rocks

A twirl of gold around my neck

Artificial sunlight