the view
from the basement
hasn’t changed
i can
still
only see
how
footprints
are made
not
who
really
makes them
nor
why
some movements
are
so erratic
as to
engender panic
from
those
of us
looking up
from the basement
i must admit
that
i prefer
those who walk
with
sure
confident steps
that are
well measured
it gives one
a sense
of hope
that
the basement door
will someday
be unlocked
and
we’ll
get a chance
to view
what’s really
going on
up there
What an interesting and unusual perspective that we don’t often get to experience. I especially like the idea of confident steps inspiring hope of freedom. Thanks for sharing this with us this month, Charles. 🙂
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P.S. I forgot to mention – I like the photo, too. It works very well with the poem. The deep red, blood-tone of it makes it seem more menacing, as if the poem were penned by a (tortured?) prisoner.
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