View From My Window

Locked away and alone

I can see the kingdom from up in my tower
I can feel the sand falling, hour by hour
I stand at my window, ever watching and waiting
I stand firm through winds of time, never abating

Out there I hear laughter and squeals of delight
Out there I see beauty grow and love taking flight
While around me is stillness, locked from without
While trapped by that witch, for eternity, no doubt

A man tall and broad, with hair rugged brown
A man with a sword comes out from the town
He sees me so saddened, he sees my true plight
He climbs up the stone wall with all of his might

Wicked is the man who enters uninvited
Wicked is he, and that evil must be righted
I stare out my window, view obscured by that man
I stare at his face and come up with a plan

I throw an old kettle, I yell a rude word
I throw glass in his beard, he clings undeterred
He leaps through the window and strides 'cross the floor
He leaps at spell-lock and breaks down the door

The doorway is open, I walk down the stairs
The man's gaze is that of someone who cares
"I can stay by your side, or flee far away
You're free now, so choose, I'll do just as you say."

I run through the grass, dew tickles my toes
The wind rustles my dress and blows through my hair
I giggle and laugh, just as I'd heard before
Back when this experience was only a prayer

"I'll go with you," I say at last
As the sun sets low in the sky, and the wind
Stops, and the night grows still
"I'll go with you to the end of the earth."

That view from my window
Stirred in me frantic wishes and dreams
And now I live there
Not alone
Not afraid
But free




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AABB rhyme scheme with a slow transition to free verse
Written for the Writer's Cramp