Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2011

The secret of freedom is courage

by Adriano Antonio Macedo Basto de Carvalho

Our star, of feathered life, slept,
ever since ever, in wired, caged,
silvered walls.

On this epic day, first light still
pending, his beak still dry, his first
peek met – providentially to him,
alas to others – a door, wide open.

I can fly, I will be free! Of all
thoughts thought, none more

Yet, fear, mounting, doubt,
insurmountable, without delay,
consumed his tender heart. Food, to
where, from where, and why?
Doubt is the killer of all dreams.

Yet, in this dawn of dawns, our
brittle hero, reasons unknown,
perhaps folly, perhaps not, beat and
beat, in frantic thrill, and flew away.

I decree, the secret of freedom is

Added: 29.04.2011

Judges' comments on this poem


Not sure the formal tone/diction matches the theme & events of the poem. Liked 'our star' & 'silvered walls.'