Monday, November 25, 2019

Wings


My Story by Karina llergo (used with permission)


Books gave me wings.
They planted seeds,
and dreams.
They showed me a roadmap 
out of trauma
towards survival.
Eventually,
they opened the door 
of the cage.
And then,
I flew.




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10 comments:

  1. Debi SwimNovember 25, 2019 at 10:52 AM

    Me too, Sherry, still do... "They planted seeds,
    and dreams.They showed me a roadmap..."

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  2. Ron.November 25, 2019 at 12:17 PM

    Wonderfully apt response to prompt (one that held me baffled), Sherry. Well done!

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  3. RedCatNovember 25, 2019 at 3:15 PM

    Beautiful. One of those poem you read and wish you'd written, both because it's really good and because it shares your own story.

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  4. Old EggNovember 25, 2019 at 4:15 PM

    What a delight it is to be wooed by books to such an extent that you never feel alone with a book at your bedside, or coffee table, or on the train and even on holiday!

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  5. JimNovember 25, 2019 at 5:55 PM

    Me too. Opened doors to an entirely different type of life. I like the roadmap thought. Big help at the forks for sure.
    ..

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  6. Jae RoseNovember 26, 2019 at 3:54 AM

    How wonderful it is to find the magic of books - I'm so glad you did

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  7. Sanaa RizviNovember 26, 2019 at 8:19 AM

    Likewise!❤️ Love the passion to embrace the world, spread our wings and fly!

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  8. Susie ClevengerNovember 26, 2019 at 10:05 AM

    Yes, my journey also. You have captured so much in so few words. Thank you so much for taking part in the prompt.

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  9. brudbergNovember 26, 2019 at 1:00 PM

    This is so wonderful... I have met books that lock me in, but also those that gave me freedom...

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  10. Vivian ZemsNovember 28, 2019 at 9:14 AM

    Perfectly said, Susie!

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