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Unbound: A Collection of Poetry
Unbound: A Collection of Poetry
Unbound: A Collection of Poetry
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Poetry written throughout the many years of my adolescence and up into adulthood. Each story told through poetry is in relation to what was happening in my life at the time of its birth. May these words evoke something in you, as they have for me, in more way than one.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherRD Marie
Release dateOct 5, 2021
ISBN9781005690090
Unbound: A Collection of Poetry

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    Unbound - RD Marie

    Copyright © 2021 Renee Dumler

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced 

    or used in any manner without the prior written permission of the copyright owner, 

    except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. 

    Edited by Renee Dumler

    Cover art by Renee Dumler

    UNBOUND

    The Mirror

    I held the mirror like my mother once showed me

    Gingerly

    Openly

    And thoughtful

    It reflected back where I could never stand

    On the ceiling

    Where I could never wander

    Upside-down

    There the dazzling glass showed my chin from the bottom

    I could see up my nose

    See through my bottom lids, as lucent green

    And from there I could creep like a spider amidst the stars 

    I sauntered around the ceiling fan

    Laid upon the rough surface

    Felt the upper limits

    Where I could never reach

    I was a child

    And my imagination said I could walk where I wanted to walk

    Hold onto the fan and swing with it

    And skip upturned on the ceiling

    My hair would slowly fall upward

    For I was not right side up

    And it felt like it was floating off my head

    Though it only hung down

    The mirror would become my sight 

    My ears

    My touch

    Me

    I no longer strolled upright

    For down was up

    And up was down

    And I lived inside the echoed world 

    Until my mother reminded me that I

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