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My Escape
(25th March 1943 / )

My Escape

Poem By Ernestine Northover

Looking out towards the horizon
I dream of my escape
Freedom beckons me

I have in my view a different world
A world with a different format
A view so opposite
to the one I have at the moment

But how to escape

Not easy when I have commitments
Things I can't leave behind
but can't take with me either

What a stalemate!

Perhaps it was just a hope,
an idea with no foundation,
a self analysis

There is no escape!

Just a dead end
with no view

And a dream that's no longer viable.

© Ernestine Northover

User Rating: 4,9 / 5 ( 39 votes ) 7

Comments (7)

Terrific work Ernestine you have captured the mood perfectly here. Love, Andrew x
Dear Ernestine To have no commitments at all is not always freedom, sounds strange doesn't it, but sometimes it can be the things that we find difficult that can really release us, A very thought provoking poem, Love Duncan
Lucky those who can make that existential leap... when they have no commitments. Enjoying your poems Ernestine, even the sad ones. Linda
Many of us are tied to commitments that we can't escape and so we put our dreams on hold - perhaps one day....... (I'm giving you a 10 to counteract that first undeserved 3) avr
I really like and feel this poem! Bob Dylan has a line, 'I tell myself something's coming, but it never does.'


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