Captivity

Fetters unbound
Into an meandering wound.
Slowly as I crept
From the relapse, wept
At the new found Freedom
Unable to bear world of wisdom
where I, a age old Captive
sans Motive.

I found the long awaited
Petulant Freedom.
Awaiting the long gone bound
An immunization to wisdom.

The moment has come.
Realization too late.
Called upon the world of unseen captivity.
Embraced the sweet fetters of mortal immortality.

An evening

On the dull sands as I walked
To the waters that faded
from Murky brown to emerald green
To sapphire blue; merging with the sinking sky
A three mast ship at the horizon
sailed as it bounced lazily.

A wave slid unnoticed;
Baring the boring sand
to the drooping Sun
Sinking into the city wren.

Next wave bore a threat,
to the bared Sands....
As a spray of salt water hit
the remorseless horse.

From turquoise to Sapphire to Gray,
calling the Ship to hide behind the Bay.
In the next world unseen
in the Expanded horizon.......