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Midnights Voice

Rookie - 781 Points (November 3,1950 / Selma, Alabama)

Freedom of Love


The freedom of a sparrow is the air under it's wings
The freedom of the wild horse is the plains...recede
The freedom of choice is the choice not made
The freedom in love is knowing you had no more to give

Winter is ending and I am looking ahead
Even when winter has one foot in the grave
winter is not a stave

A sparrow without love is a sparrow without feathers
...and cannot fly

A wild horse without love is a horse without a plain
...and cannot run

A choice without love is reckless
...and bound to be wrong

Love knowing you held back leaves you
...little to hang on

Submitted: Monday, March 11, 2013

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  • Silver Star - 8,809 Points Heather Wilkins (8/11/2013 8:36:00 PM)

    you have excelled writing this poem. love must be shown for someone to love in return. But sometimes love is a one way street and that just doesn't work. 10 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points $arah Pillai (4/19/2013 9:48:00 AM)

    First step to happiness, learn to love yourself. If you value yourself, only then can you place value on other relantionships. Love, an important element that you can judge the quality of your life. Scrimping on love does not leave you happy (if anything else!) As you said, Love knowing you held back leaves you...little to hang on. Beautiful writing, thumbs up! (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,549 Points Hans Vr (4/5/2013 10:03:00 PM)

    A lot of valuable wisdom expressed and the images of the horse and sparrow are very well chosen.
    Agree very much with the wonderful message inside.
    Excellent poem (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 155 Points Ellias Aghili (4/4/2013 3:16:00 PM)

    Freedom of love. kind of nice title. i like to give an idea about the line: The freedom in love is knowing you had no more to give
    i agree with you dear Thomas. a real lover is a person who lost him or her self in the way of reaching his or her love. the lover is free of everything he or she doesn't think about loosing anything because he or she wants to be one the part of the love. so, i can say that there is a beautiful freedom in love
    well done Thomas (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 2,756 Points Hazel Durham (3/28/2013 9:07:00 AM)

    A broad outlook of how we all need love to sustain our inner need for joy, truth and romance to connect with freedom of love in all its splendour!
    Great write! (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 2,381 Points Diane Hine (3/20/2013 7:29:00 PM)

    Love in its broadest form - the urge to strive shared by all sentient creatures. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,490 Points Anthony Di''anno (3/18/2013 5:44:00 AM)

    A very good poem Midnights Voice. I love the imagery and the message. We are nothing but love. Many men would attempt to deny this simple fact, however those that do so must question the truth of their own existence. Are they truly alive? (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Nader Baheri (3/16/2013 5:08:00 AM)

    wow so philosophical Thomas.
    what are we without love? .what would be our freedom.? the love would be our freedom.
    Really i agree withyou just a sparrow in the cage with love looks like it is given the feather to fly.
    bravo~nb (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 10 Points Julie Smith (3/15/2013 1:59:00 AM)

    I like this poem and your topics of love and freedom. Very pretty. You have an interesting format, and I like the reference to the sparrow and wild horse. My favorite lines are: A choice without love is reckless
    ...and bound to be wrong (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 812 Points Unwritten Soul (3/14/2013 11:13:00 AM)

    Ah... a beautiful and magnifying meaning bold poem.. such a free read this.. you strike the sound on the right target! love this! _Soul (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Søren Valentine (3/14/2013 9:55:00 AM)

    I was captivated by the way you began this piece. Tis the very essence of poesy! The change of structure brought an interesting mix that fit perfectly with the poem.

    My favourite part has to be the first stanza.

    Honestly, the only thing that detracted from the poem was the second stanza. It interrupted the flow you built up in the first one, which, in turn deigned the rest of the poem. It was rather uninteresting to be honest.

    Overall, I loved the poem, loved the message and the language and imagery (as always) .
    Not to be too harsh (I just know you've the skill) . (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Aria Siren (3/14/2013 9:28:00 AM)

    A sparrow without feathers is a sparow without love...and cannot fly

    This poem is a warm blanket on a chilly day. Romantic, elegant painted imagery, wise. I am saving this poem to read when I feel my feathers blowing away. (Report) Reply

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