Name' sake

Locked beyond arms reach, 

Kept at bay,

kept away

A portcullis in miles

I saw a picture of myself,

On a shelf -

Injustice 

For fingers once steeped in styles

The sweet nectar of in-between,

Being held apart,

The chance to advance, to dance 

Lost to appeal denials

I cant move the mountain,

Or recapture - this time,

But I can merrily go 'round

Tempered by the trials

Mornin peeps!  ??

☕️

I was making oatmeal and that poem popped upon my brain. Instead of flushing it down the drain, I decided to refrain -

And plopped it here, 

On yours ?

With pancakes

? ?

#savetheplantheads