The Art of the Award Winning Poet Igor Goldkind

A TETHERED CLOUD

I cannot escape my devices.

They are the chains that link me but hold me,

in place.

A tethered cloud that can no longer drift afield,

off field

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image by Bill Sienkiewicz 2014 ©

Towards the horizon, unbound,

Unnoticed.

Without the cord that ties me to the ground.

the radar is much too low to keep below,

these days.

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