TRAVEL THEME: LEADING LINES

As we walked to our car after a long day in the fair, I tried to snatch one last photo of the place. Since it was getting dark, I set my my camera on long exposure. While it was recording the scene before it, these teenagers made a mad dash towards the fence and took the short cut to the fair. The boy sailed through, the girl behind broke the lower rung of the fence as she climbed. “The nail was rusty,” said the boy.

There’s a line
that can’t be crossed
drawn in place
to prevent the loss
of body and soul
and all else in between.
who can keep everyone in
when one is free
to do what he wills
bear the consequence
for good or evil?
Is it freedom
to live without bounds –
servant to no one
but passion’s commands?

I am joining Ailsa’s Travel Theme: Leading Lines with this post.  Visit here page for beautiful travel photos and responses to the challenge. Thank you. 🙂

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12 comments

  1. I love how the fence runs together with the red part of the sky as if to say “stop”… it illustrates perfectly the idea in your poem.
    Ow, and thanks for visiting my blog and for the bridge you build with your comment.
    Kind regards from Dauw

  2. Neat shot. And I totally relate to that poem. “Is it freedom to live without bounds –
    servant to no one but passion’s commands” Too many people appear to think so.

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