Free Range Poem

By CBramkamp Uncategorized Comments Off on Free Range Poem

Because it’s still April and still National Poetry Month and I am still writing a poem a day.  And though the poems are not always the most perfect, that isn’t the point, they are wished into being –  so here is another from the month’s efforts:


Free range poem

wanders around a meadow,

or flitts between trees

only found in Robin Hood films


I hunt it down

bow and arrow poised

ready to bring it down

not kill it


i need to haul it still breathing

back to the lodge


which is large

like a re- occcuring dream

with multiple rooms


smack the dying poem up against

one of the empy walls

while there is still time


and it can expire there

as a trophy

with never more meaning

than that.

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