Escape 1970

Escape 1970


Inside the straight jacket 

she is constrained

last days before death

a lonely loss of freedom when needed most


I imagine her emotions, 

tied up, held down, 


panic spilling into every corner of her sterile camisole


inside the straight jacket 

there are moments of clarity

hidden strength

a fight for recognition in a damaged brain

her precious mind soaring above forgotten reality


I imagine her frustration,

silent screams, senseless words, 

curtailed breathing

a slight, petite figure bound in canvas chains 


inside the straight jacket 

does she fool herself 

does she dream her shackles are crafted from clean white muslin,

silken handcuffs with delicate bindings 

caressing her tired skin


I imagine her courage

constant in the darkness,

I imitate, emulate 

hold myself still with crossed arms and false fears

it’s not the same


inside the straight jacket 

she whispers a final prayer for release

a lifetime’s regret surrendering to liberation 

her last words unrecorded 

lost inside fragmented memories of loved ones 

buried beneath the passage of time.







◄ Human Touch

White Silence ►


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Hilary Walker

Wed 27th May 2020 08:00

Thank you Po

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Paul Sayer

Mon 25th May 2020 20:34

I have revisited this Hilary, it has been on my mind for a couple of days.

It is haunting. It is masterfully created. Touching, it was like dropping a feather down a canyon and waiting for the echo.


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Hilary Walker

Sun 24th May 2020 16:09

Thank you for all the interesting comments guys. Without going into detail this is a personal poem that I've been trying to write for some time. I think its finished now and I'm content with it.


Sun 24th May 2020 10:39

Empathy can really make us write wonders like these, you can feel what she is going through, the anguish and the fear, hopefully to some extent I pray her confusion is replaced by acceptance

A very powerful poem


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Paul Sayer

Sat 23rd May 2020 18:04

This is extremely atmospheric.

A really good read... lots to engage the little grey cells.

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Paul Sayer

Sat 23rd May 2020 18:01


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jennifer Malden

Sat 23rd May 2020 16:21

Terrifying, but sympathetically described.Don't see the person either as an enemy or a deeply loved one , seems more a person who she has read or heard about, and knows what happened to her. Hope she didn't have to wait too long for liberation


<Deleted User> (24803)

Sat 23rd May 2020 14:15

Cold dank poem......causing chills. Kind of a death note to an enemy. Intriguing write.

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