Prison Break

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One day sun will melt the bars,

Open doors and mend the scars,

Free your spirit from your chains –

Winter’s just the labour pains.

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Waiting for Legs

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Lungs filled with fluid

chain her to the swamp,

drown her dreams

with their primordial

.

pull. But she lifts

her eyes from the

sludge, above the

bottom-feeding frenzy

.

to the world of

terra firma, of

grass and soil

and ambulatory

.

thrivers. Hers

is a hope that

floats to the surface,

waiting for legs.

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Even tadpoles can dream…

Frozen Fingers

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Frozen fingers point, accuse,

indict the earth for all her crimes;

frozen hearts in Trouble’s shoes

hear the fear in Memory’s chimes.

In a world where Winter reigns,

a Narnia ‘neath wicked spell,

who but Spring’s Son breaks such chains,

melts the shackles of such hell?

Frosty Forecast

Frosty forecast spells your doom,

Relegates to flower’s tomb;

Smile while smiling time remains,

Seeds will conquer frosty chains.