I have no body,
I am uncontained,
I am the rush of wind
beneath the wings
of a bird in flight,
I am the crest of a wave
just before it breaks,
I am the unfurling
of a flower
at the very moment
it chooses to bloom,
I am a cloud
letting go
of all the tears
it holds
I am freedom.
#mpprompt
Ann Tigone
Today's #poetryprompt:
A lot of people have been trying to redefine freedom recently, not always in a positive way. Write me a poem about your definition of freedom.
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