Popinjay – Caged

Monkey this in boyish skin

Fearless explorer he

Worries naught about the ground below

Or inevitable gravity

Ten feet off the ground, more!

Mother’s heart bracing

Fighting self, and letting go

of “certain” calamity

Tasmanian Devil, his pseudonym

Casually questions, “Momma-

Can tasmanian devils climb?” She doesn’t know.

But this one can, certainly.

High, he climbs, adventure-bound

Who knows what he sees?

Imagination, free to grow

Never caged, not he.


This week’s Popinjay photo prompt (and apparently poetry prompt) was “Caged.” Stop by Michelle’s for HER Caged photo (YOU’LL LOVE IT) and more.

(P.S. .. Sorry about the funny alignments..

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I had to do it to keep it from running the paragraphs together.. it adds interest perhaps?)

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Michelle Pendergrass
Michelle Pendergrass
September 23, 2010 10:16 am

LOVE it!!!!

Kimarie @ The Cardamom's Pod
Kimarie @ The Cardamom's Pod
September 24, 2010 5:45 am

Hi, Amber! Sorry I haven’t stopped by in a while – although I “see” you regularly on Twitter. I love this shot! I also needed time to adjust to my children climbing so high in trees! But it’s so much fun!

September 24, 2010 7:33 am

Wow! That tree scares me ~ it looks like it picked him off the ground and is eating him, kind of like all your spiders. Perfect example for Caged. Love the poem, too!

September 28, 2010 1:53 pm

I saw the other picture you were talking about — it is priceless!

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