A Confined Sonnet
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Barry Middleton
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I was denied the forest deep,
and all the secrets it might keep.
For I was vanquished to the town
as circumstances gathered round.
And it is true the roads we take
may lead to ways we can't forsake
until we find the rocking chair,
and take a room beneath the stair.
The present challenge seems to be
preparing for eternity,
and holding on to peace of mind
despite the fate of all mankind.
But I yet seek that woodland track
where I will rest and not come back.
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