Liberty’s Kiss

At last, finally, here we are… Liberty’s Kiss is finished! I appreciate this poem is long – epic, by my standards, but I sincerely hope the time is worth the reading. I’ve done everything I can with it, so… here you are! Any and all comments on this gratefully received!

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freedom (Photo credit: andre.vanrooyen)

Liberty stands, bowed but not broken, torn but not tattered:
Defiant her pose, her gaze – her hand
Held up with no tremble, no shake, not weakened.
Yes, Liberty stands, her back against the wall-
Yet she will not weep, she will not fall.
Liberty stands, as she will to the very end-
For she knows the price of Freedom.

Those baying hounds, those vicious dogs,
They crowd around, barring escape.
Watching her, they shiver and shake;
Snarling and slavering, they bark and growl,
Gnash their teeth and joyously howl.
For they would have her, break her; to force
Liberty’s pliant Kiss.

Those tauntors, those would-be captors,
They’d have her on her knees;
Given up and given in, gifting Liberty’s Kiss.
They want her in their palm,
The wild bird caged and calm-
Theirs to use and control ,
These cruel and ignorant men.

But Liberty – Proud Liberty! –
Will not, can not give in,
No matter the fangs, teeth and claws,
Those snapping snarling searching jaws,
She bears them all;
Standing staunchly, brave and tall –
For she knows the price of Freedom.

Still she stands, refusing their baying;
Pale unshaking hand defending,
Her face turned away, scratched and bleeding,
Her lips firm closed, eyes unweeping,
No quarter would be given, never, no when,
To these ugly, brutal, hopeless men-
Not for the price of Freedom.

Her gown is ripped, shredded, torn,
Blowing in the wind, forlorn
Pieces of Liberty!
Blooded rags of dignity!
And plucked from the air by a watching crowd
Who hold them in wonder, heads bowed-
At last understanding the price of Freedom.

And they came!
Born to action they came!
Liberty’s defenders, protectors, shielders,
Through the barricade they came!
Stout hearted and grim faced,
Determined and steady paced
They came for the price of Freedom.

Silently, solemnly, they circle
Dear Liberty – her human barrier,
Her to-the death fighters:
They will not be broken, these heroes and martyrs
Not by those men who jibe and jeer,
Laugh, mock and sneer,
Never caring for the price of Freedom.

And gently, so deftly did she
Place the Gift of Liberty-
Yes her Kiss was freely gave
To those whose hearts would save
Liberty, to the bitter end,
Upon their brow those sworn to defend
The price of Freedom.

Those callous men, those heartless dogs,
They howled and shook and roared
Seeing the Kiss so freely given
Made them crazed and driven
To biting, ripping and snapping;
The defenders fighting, pushing and grappling
Heartened by Liberty’s Kiss.

And some were maimed, some were fallen
Some disappeared – taken.
But always came more, grimly
To receive Liberty’s Kiss freely
To defend her totally, completely
Faithfully, whole-heartedly
For the price of Freedom.

Those empty men, those soulless dogs
Not one inch closer they came:
Slowly and Steadily
Surely and mightily
Those would-be captors and benders and breakers
Were driven back; beaten back and beaten down –
For the sake of the price of Freedom.

Those ignorant men who shout and wail
Growl in despair and after Liberty trail
Who walks now with head unbowed
Through a clear path, graceful and proud
Her defenders stand still by her side-
Her allies, who shall ever abide
For the price of Freedom.

The price of Freedom, from Liberty’s kiss,
Those proud defenders had won
And Liberty whispered to each man and woman
‘Well done, well done. Never shall we ever forget
Your deeds, or those sadly fallen
Forever we shall remember you-
And the price of Freedom.’

Her figure glides past, distant now,
Her grace and dignity still there.
Her steps are light, her path is sure
And her voice sings sweet and clear.
Yet ever they dog her, unforgiving men,
Those who would cage her, bend and break her
For Liberty’s pliant Kiss.

Hiding in shadows they watch and wait
And Liberty knows they linger
But pays no heed to the reprobates
For she knows now that forever
Will her defenders come, at any time and any cost
For Liberty’s Kiss
-And the price of Freedom.

 

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11 Comments

  1. Your poem is lovely, was caught up in it, didn’t notice the lack of meter and all that.
    I enjoyed ur personification of Liberty but you could sit and rework some verses and let them conform to metern and rhyme. That will always take your work from good to great.

    Still, I enjoyed.

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    • Yep, that one is definitely worth going back to from time to time and redrafting! But 16 verses, it was the longest poem I’d ever written, and I got to the point where I couldn’t refine it any more, lol!

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  2. Wow. Truly captures the true divide–and what some will do in the name of freedom. Remembered long after the first read, so much so you want to return and read it again.

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  3. Very strong and beautiful. The last three are my fav.

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  4. I read it all and I read it out loud. I am no poetic critic and know nothing of rhyme and meter etc. etc. I leave that to those who study such things. But I like it very much. I liked some verses better than others. I suppose they just sounded better as I read aloud.
    This is something you can be very proud of. 🙂 Always those who wait to take freedom away and always those to defend at any cost.

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    • Thank you! I agree with you – some versus are better than others. I’m glad you read it all and enjoyed it 🙂

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      • No, I didn’t say some verses are better than others……..LOL

        I said I liked them better than others. There is a difference. I wouldn’t know good from better or best.

        Keep writing. 🙂

      • 🙂 Fair enough… I see the difference! (Though I do think some are better than others… inevitable, I suppose, with such a long poem!)

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