Entrapped

Entrapped

A Poem by Donald Meikle

Alone in a crowd of wishers

Free to slip away

Fl[ppant answers tying me in

To never ending questions

horizons remembered keeping me sane

Sunsets of past indiscretions  

How did I ever end up in here 

responding to guided impressions 

What is it they're seeking?

So earnestly lost

Have they no caution to counting the cost

Is peace so unnerving 

They have to move on? 

This is not why I'm here

Consider me gone


© 2013 Donald Meikle


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whenever someone appears to have found peace, he seems to be bamboozled by others. They don't need to know,... 'consider me gone' Lovely line!

Posted 11 Years Ago


'Is peace so unnerving
They have to move on?'

made me think of a very overcrowded room and that deep longing to escape that you always get in places like that. I liked that glimpse of freedom at the end- we need that glimpse! fantastic.

Posted 11 Years Ago


I find that people who have no peace in their own hearts feel the need to point out the failures and shortcomings of others. They need to be heard. I read somewhere of a practice in Africa- where when someone starts behaving as a tom-fool, as we all are wont to do from time to time; those who know him best surround him for 2 days and remind him of all the good things he has ever done in his life. Seems a hell of a lot more productive to me than finger-pointing. I tried it a time or two. Guess what? It worked.

I am glad to see you have stayed. I have appreciated your kind reviews, and I enjoy reading your words.

[small typo in 3rd line]

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Donald Meikle
Donald Meikle

Halifax, MA



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Liverpool born,USNavy vet. Enjoying first marriage. three daughters, (two bathrooms) one until they left. (a tree that loves me) Poet thru geneology) Scot Irish. Living in New England more..

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