Walls of Glass

A glass dome, transparent walls, 

Secrets that tell all 

A place to run, a place to hide

A place that you can see inside

A winding path, dusty streets, 

Dirty, weary, bleeding feet

This journey goes around the bend

To wind up at the start again

A wing, a feather, a beak, a claw, 

An empty, low, longing caw

'Take the leap, take flight, 

Soar now, with all your might'

A chance, a risk, fall or fly

A gentle breeze comes floating nigh

Carried, soaring, just long enough

To fall back down into the gruff

Circles of failure, this painful trap

This simple dome which needs a map

A closer look, and you will find, 

This chaotic world is my mind

Walls, built over years and years

Are clear, revealing all my tears

I sought to make myself a home

But my pain made this deadly dome

Through my thoughts I carved a path

To cleanse my heart with nature's bath

Yet it goes in circles, round and round

Recycling my questions, no answers are found

Creature of flight, soaring within

The bird my heart could have been

My dreams gush in with hope implied

My spirit is lifted, then dropped and dried

Deceptive, pretentious, this mind of mine

Recorded responses, "Yeah, I'm fine"

But I know these lies would never pass

If you saw within these walls of glass

Reviews

[TheLostMind]

This is just fantastic. You've left me speechless.

I love the lines :

" A closer look, and you will find,
This chaotic world is my mind"

"Through my thoughts I carved a path
To cleanse my heart with nature's bath
Yet it goes in circles, round and round
Recycling my questions, no answers are found"

And

"Deceptive, pretentious, this mind of mine
Recorded responses, "Yeah, I'm fine"
But I know these lies would never pass
If you saw within these walls of glass"

Really amazing job.

[Wicahpi]

http://www.writerscafe.org/contests/Picture-Poem-This--3/52711/

Hello Elegant Perfections, I first want to thank you for entering my Picture Poem This Contest.
This poem is a delight for me to read and I am fascinated by how you broke up the mosaic into stanzas (or visa versa). "To cleanse my heart with nature's bath" love that line and something I can feel a relationship with. Each stanza is a story in itself; descriptive with natural beauty. Then there's the last stanza that speaks directly to my own soul. It's often how I 'see' things. "If you saw within these walls of glass". Thank you!!

[hcarson]

I really, really like this. the flow is perfect, the description used is absolutely perfect and so spot on. I don't believe it could have been told any better than this, full marks and shared.