By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris
It is a prison
more confining
more defining
locked tighter
than the Castle of Alcazar
There is no abdication
no way to get out
no way to escape pain
unable to avoid the aging
the only release unacceptable
Skin is the tourniquet
bones are the cage
sinew and muscles
held together
in unbearable torture
The Body of Alcazar
traps the spirit
traps the will
captures the mind – ensnares the soul
the human body makes it so
Gypsie’s Wonderful World of Words 
Wow, love how you skewed the meaning. It worked really well
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Thank you so much Deb! 😊
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A very intriguing poem, Gypsie. Well done.
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Thank you most kindly Bill. Hope health is returning to your household … 🙏
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A unique idea Ami. 👌🏼
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Thank you my friend! 😊
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You’re most welcome
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Ooh, very intriguing, Ami! The third stanza is particularly evocative! Great write 🙂
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Thank you so much Sunra! 😊
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You’re most welcome 🙂
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