Sunday, July 3, 2011
Freedom
Flags flown
barbeque pits fired up
fireworks exploded
parades watched
picnics planned
food consumed
work holidayed
because
a doctor left his patients
for certain inalienable rights
a farmer set aside his plow
to fight at Bunker Hill
a hale good fellow had
only one life to give
words spoken
words written
words believed
words more than words
and blood spilled
freedom’s not
just another word
This poem is submitted for One Shot Sunday hosted by One Stop Poetry. To see other poems, please visit the site.
This poem is also submitted for the Warrior Poet Circle, hosted by Jason Stasyszen. To see other poems submitted for the prompt of “freedom,” please visit Connecting to Impact. The links be live on Monday morning, July 4.
Photograph: American Flag by Petr Kratochvil via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.
Indeed. Freedom is an odd word isn't it because it is never free.
ReplyDeleteNice response to the prompt. Enjoy your time with your family.
This is good, Glynn. So good.
ReplyDeleteExcellent poem! I would like to copy this as I celebrate Independence Day. Thanks Glynn.
ReplyDeletea farmer set aside his plow...think this line touched me most..so we all pray that freedom's not just another word..
ReplyDeletegreat write you express how every individual regardless of status contributed to allow our freedom, thank you for sharing
ReplyDeleteWhen factions collide the only reasonable way to achieve "freedom" is time and compromise (Federalist #10). I think both are missing in the hype and overexposure of media in today's world. You remind us of the price paid for that freedom. Well done!
ReplyDeleteWell said Glynn (as always).
ReplyDeleteSending you and your family wishes for a joyous 4th of July!
One should never forget to count the cost of democracy and Independence, in whatever land you call home.
ReplyDeleteJoining the others in commending how you recall what "freedom" means. Have a wonderful 4th!
ReplyDeleteI love the way you went right where they were... they dropped everything to fight, so that we can drop everything and holiday.
ReplyDeleteGlynn, I hope you are finding freedom from back pain this weekend. I am amazed by the support and encouragement of this community. I hope you find it returning to you ten-fold. Blessings. Patricia
So true, Freedom is not just "another word." A nice reminder on this Independence Day weekend. Well done.
ReplyDeleteIf only we could fight with words ...
ReplyDeletePowerful piece my friend
Happy 4th
Thanks Glynn for reminding us what freedom costs. Great poem!
ReplyDeleteI felt the sacrifice in your poem.
ReplyDeleteWell said Glynn! freedom is never Free! great words and images you invoke.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem Glynn.
ReplyDeleteAnd let us not forget, that true freedom is ours only by the flood that flows from Calvary†
It is ironic, isn't it, that FREEDOM is such a costly gift. Unfortunately, once gained, it also often leads to apathy. thanks for reminding of its worth.
ReplyDeleteLove this, Glynn! Puts it all into perspective-- a very valuable thing.
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