Chains and Cages

Posted on July 22, 2011 | 16 Comments

Blaming everyone but myself
Sweeping all my friends off the shelf
Obsessive thoughts circling in my brain
Repeating and intruding causing me pain

Bringing in all the darkest cages
Upon the brightly lit stark stages
Doubting my abilities, am I insane?
Locking them all under lock and chains

Who’s in the cages, I’ve swept them away?
See them all standing over there; I’ve kept them at bay?
Now I’m pacing in circles, and feeling so tight
It’s getting awfully hot here underneath these bright lights

http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2011/07/poetry-potluck-week-45-nature-and-life.html

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16 responses to “Chains and Cages”

Liliana Negoi | July 22, 2011 at 11:57 PM | Reply

pacing in circles a cage exposed to the eyes of the watchers – the circus of life unfolding…

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- booguloo | July 23, 2011 at 8:08 AM | Reply
  
  I can here the calliope in the background. smiles…
  
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Wings over waters | July 23, 2011 at 12:29 AM | Reply

Gosh, I’ve so been here! Not a great place to be at all…well expressed & well written, Michael.

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- booguloo | July 23, 2011 at 8:01 AM | Reply
  
  It’s good to face our fears. Thanks for the comment and the visit.
  
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Life: Between the lines | July 23, 2011 at 7:37 AM | Reply

hmmm the worst cage is the one we build around ourselves, what ought to have saved us can surely drive us mad 😦
thanks for the visit
boo, mayo!!!!!!!
lol now that is a funny one, mayo!!! :p

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- booguloo | July 23, 2011 at 7:51 AM | Reply
  
  Very true. As far as the mayo and popcorn, don’t know it to you try it.. Hellman’s for sure!
  
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mindlovemisery | July 23, 2011 at 11:15 AM | Reply

Raw and honest poem, really gets to me because I too have been there

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- booguloo | July 23, 2011 at 12:55 PM | Reply
  
  Thanks for stopping by. Glad you understood the poem. It’s not always successful, but I try to find a common denominator in my poems.
  
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Bodhirose | July 23, 2011 at 6:51 PM | Reply

We can’t escape the spotlight boring down on us–that’s where all the heat’s coming from.

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- booguloo | July 23, 2011 at 9:17 PM | Reply
  
  And where collars tighten. What we do to ourselves sometimes is amazing.
  
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  - Bodhirose | July 23, 2011 at 10:14 PM |
    
    It sure is!
    
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  - booguloo | July 24, 2011 at 6:11 AM |
    
    It’s like broken believer’s blog says.. Time to walk in the clouds.
    
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Jingle | July 24, 2011 at 7:47 PM | Reply

lovely sentiments on this one…

honest and beautiful expressions, bless you.

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- booguloo | July 24, 2011 at 9:15 PM | Reply
  
  Thanks again Jingle.
  
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Jeanie McBain | July 25, 2011 at 1:13 AM | Reply

Raw and beautiful, this is a place that some people can relate to, I have been there in that cage. Well done excellent piece

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- booguloo | July 25, 2011 at 4:36 AM | Reply
  
  Thanks Jeanie. A cage match with yourself with an audience. Cold chill…
  
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