Disenthral: A Deten*

I’ve lived
so happily
inside your own dark world,
without a desire to be freed

I did
tried to break free
against your harsh brute words
but I failed like a wilted seed,

Mind lead
weak heart fin’lly,
they fought for my own worth
and burned your spell like a wild weed,
I’m free.

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.

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Word Inspiration: Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies (Thank you, Sarah!)

*The Deten has a unique rhyme scheme. It was created by Johnn Schroeder and can be found at Poetry Base.

The Deten is:

  • a 15 line poem made up of 3 cinquains.
  • meter at the discretion of the poet. Iambic pentameter is suggested, but tetrameter or sprung rhythm would also work. It might interesting to use the Crapsey Cinquain syllabic frame 2-4-6-8-2.
  • rhymed abcab decde fgcfg.

23 thoughts on “Disenthral”

  1. The seed trying to break free implies (I think) that the process to freedom is that of growth. Growth to be free. That’s a wonderful truth. The weed is in the way. Finally, it is overcome. We shall overcome. From a song about freedom.

    Fantastic action you describe here, sister. Go, mind. Go, you.

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