The Garden Gate

Indifference has sent me here, beyond your reach,
Dwelling in a dream seeded hopeless nowhere,
Alone, I once tended my garden of flowering despair.
Walls and fences have been constructed faithfully,
No unknown paths, nor secret gates allow you too near,
I’m guarded by your unrepentant, ignorant, manly fear.
Duty and honor, you call your determined labor,
Unaware that behind walls of your illusion I live, not happy, but free.
Now my wild garden goes unattended, no longer can you touch me.
Bear … 03.04.2014

ⓒ Bearspawprint


9 comments on “The Garden Gate

  1. willowdot21 says:

    You will never shut us all out surely we will reach each other! xx


  2. Brenda says:

    I like your “dream seeded hopeless nowhere,” I will have to think about what kind of plants a dream might seed. I like the idea.


  3. Widow Beach says:

    I cherish the freedom. Great poem. And the bear theme has taken me back to an interesting time in my life–I only have a couple “bear” and “wolf” poems I salvaged.



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