Confines

This poem is about exploring the world and being true to yourself.

Lines mar the paper

and my pen quivers in mid air

constrained by blue ink

We are taught as children to color 

within the lines

What if I want to scribble and explore,

ooze my way off the page

to cover the ground beneath the table

in messy rainbows?

Life and society are like ruled paper 

Stay in the confines 

because God only knows what consequences await

outside the boundaries

Outside my cage is a deliciously welcome vastness

that calls to me

It says be brave and partake in the possibilities