Saturday, August 7, 2021

This Child Cannot Be Caged

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This child in her cannot be caged

she still enjoys walks in the rain

communing with trees gently aged

 

listening to nature's sweet serenade

singing to the pitter-patter refrain                                                    

this child in her cannot be caged      

 

day dreaming in a forest glade

here there is no need to explain

communing with trees gently aged

 

whimsical moments cannot be staged

and birds will nest in spring again

this child in her cannot be caged  

 

on the whispers of love she played

deep in her heart a fairy tale reigns

communing with trees gently aged

 

in the heavens a thunderstorm raged

perhaps, the rain eases the pain

this child in her cannot be caged

communing with trees gently aged

 

linking with The Sunday Muse

sharing with earthweal 

 

Thank you for visiting...

May you inner child always remain free...

                                                               


33 comments:

  1. The heart of a child and the beauty of nature go hand in hand. A lovely and inspiring message in your beautiful poem Truedessa! So glad you joined us this week my friend!

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    1. Thank you Carrie for reaching out, it means a lot. I have been out trying to find pieces of me.

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  2. Hey, so nice to see you at Muse again! I was just asking Carrie if she knew where you'd gone off to!

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    1. Thank you for thinking of me! I think I just needed a bit of a break.

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  3. Beautiful!
    We lose that inner child, we're doomed.

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  4. Love the line that powers this and the idea of resisting the cage.

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    1. The inner child needs to stay free, it keeps one imaginative and hopefully.

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  5. How beautiful!

    “communing with trees gently aged” ... Love.

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  6. Lovely villanelle. I can hear the rain falling in it.

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    1. Thanks Jane, I haven't written one in some time but, I guess the rain called for refrains.

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  7. So lovely, life affirming ~~~ I hope never to lose my inner child♥️

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    1. I too hope you always keep her alive and well. May, it be so!

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  8. Community with gently aged trees and listening to the pitter patter of rain cause my inner child to FLY! Beautiful poem.

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  9. The ultimate freedom, to be a child among such trees.

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    1. Truly, there is wisdom in the trees.

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  10. 'deep in her heart a fairy tale reigns' - magical. This was a joy to read.

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    1. Thank you! May we hold on to the hope of happy endings and love winning.

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  11. This is beautiful, wistful, lovely.......and true. Those of us who keep our sense of wonder are lucky indeed. So glad to see you at The Muse and earthweal, my friend. Lovely, always, to read your true voice.

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    1. Thank you my kind friend, my inner child keeps my imagination strong and my dreams alive…

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  12. The rhythm is so alluring. Enjoyed reading your poem.
    Thanks for dropping by my blog today Trudessa

    Much❤love

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    1. Thank Gillena! Have a wonderful week.

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  13. Love the rhythm and rhyme in this! JIM

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  14. I liked this a lot, especially the line, "child in her cannot be caged ..." and her liking running in the rain. That used to be me when I was still running, I loved to run in the rain, I even imagined running as free as a deer.
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    1. There is something freeing about walking or running in the rain. I still enjoy splashing in a puddle or two.

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  15. Lovely. HOw I wish that no child was ever caged - and my inner child is often the healthiest and happiest part of me.

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    1. I agree no child should ever be caged! May your inner child always thrive.

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  16. So pleased to hear your inner child is free!

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    1. I hope yours is free as well, Ingrid

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  17. Perfect form for this inner child poem, keep it close to your heart.

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