Fighting walls

Posted byPhillip Knight ScottPosted inPoemsTags:, ,

I stand spectator, an insufficient
witness clouded by
preconceived convictions,
though committed to protesting

against brick walls — some tangible,
others like blustery winds bellowing
little more than air, energy
wasted when what wonder 

they might behold if only they could stray
near the provocative idea
that perception permits
multiple truths when walls go down.

© 2021 Phillip Knight Scott

I used a couple of prompts for this one:

Published by Phillip Knight Scott

My name is Phillip. I am a Tar Heel born and bred and watch every Yankees game I can. I'm still searching for my own TARDIS. My first novel, "The Alien in the Backseat," is available now! https://amzn.to/3oVCG77

10 thoughts on “Fighting walls”

      1. Yes we do Phillip … .Here is a piece I wrote 15 years ago ..

        “This Fence”

        I am quickly nearing this fence.
        An obstacle of a lifetime I see.
        And from my side of this fence,
        The hurdle is too high for me.
        And on the other side of this fence,
        There seems nowhere to land or flee.

        I have arrived at this fence,
        Above the pickets, just grey sky.
        And on my side of this fence,
        The grass is brown and dry.
        On the other side of this fence,
        The grass is green, but still I cry.
        How am I to clear this fence,
        There seems nowhere to go or get by.

        This fence, all built of stones,
        Breaks my spirit, and all my bones.

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