Attempting Freedom

Free to be an owl-

Nightmarish clues at dawn-

The sunrise'death distorting

A kind and lonely soul.


Free to kill for hunger

In moonlight's smiling poison.

The lasting dream re-occuring

A hummingbird in prison.


Free to be mysterious-

Lethal games with mice.

Repulsing limbs accusing

The need to throw the dice.


The blinds are shut forever,

Maternal instincts cry.

Free to kill the echo...

The bird will ever fly?


Iolanda Scripca, San Diego