
We found a gap in the wire. Someone had made it, that gaping hole in the wire, hoping to climb through, hoping to head towards the light, to leave the darkness behind, to escape the madness here, hoping, hoping. But the light became too bright. And now it’s blinding us. We can see less than in the darkness. Our mouths open, aghast with the horror of it all, gaping, gaping but determined to speak determined our voices are heard as we crawl through the gap the gap that leads nowhere.
Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her poetry is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize, Best of the Net and a Rhysling Award. Find Lynn at: Poetry – Lynn White and on Facebook
Powerful imagery in this poem, and a strength through the struggle to keep going. Also powerful in persistence.
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