ALICE FREE'S THE BUTTERFLIES-- SOUL CATCHER
Stretched on the waking road
flame in movement reach
stars created voids for unseen spinning search
loves melted treated mornings
dreams of ripping open
this head
freeing the starving tendrils
Awake on dawns roasted bone and feasted realm
alone without your shadow
no ghostly care
strung out on systems plastic corrected touch
bursting from concrete dollar slaves
flick my soul into winters stare
so stranded butterflies may free the chained scent
find unknown this stain
skin piled around the bloated frame
beyond the clever sighted careers
continue to flee
horizons gather in company meetings
safe inside locked control
my soul is not for secret sighted blighted days
so im letting invisible butterflies
carry it away
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Comments
STUNNING poetry!!.....you are absolutely AMAZING TERRY!!......unbelievably compelling phrasing here!!......PINNED!!.....wow!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo ❤✴????
cheers Tony--hope your doing well always great to get your comments-thanks x