The Garden Gate

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Indifference has sent me here, beyond your reach,
Dwelling in a dream seeded hopeless nowhere,
Alone, I once tended my garden of flowering despair.
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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.
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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.
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Bear … 03.04.2014

ⓒ Bearspawprint

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9 comments on “The Garden Gate

  1. willowdot21 says:

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

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  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.

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  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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