No More Walls – OctPoWriMo Day 3

“Reality doesn’t impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.”
― Anaïs Nin, Incest: From a Journal of Love

Art & Image by Morgan Dragonwillow

No More Walls

The chains dangle from

each cell strand in my body

deep within my soul

Chains attached to  walls

pull and tug with each movement

anger boiling blood

ripping chains away

kicking down all the damn walls

Laughing I am free





I compiled three haikus into one. Hope you are enjoying the OctPoWriMo journey. Check out the other participants and share word love along the way.




PageLines- picture20193.jpgMorgan Dragonwillow is a writing rebel, foodie, urban gardener, recovering perfectionist, poet & author that (mostly) doesn’t let her fears get in the way of her passion for writing and creating. She is team leader at @StoryDam, creatrix of #OctPoWriMo She lives in Marietta, Ga. with her loving and patient partner, their dog that thinks she’s a princess, and the cat that reminds her that she isn’t.

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26 thoughts on “No More Walls – OctPoWriMo Day 3

  1. What a fantastic image! I wish I had artistic talent. Unfortunately I suck at art, so I just play with Photoshop.
    Your poem really speaks to me. I’ve been having quite a stressful time of it for…well, most of my life, actually. I wonder if when it’s time to drop the old body off I’ll leap forth shouting “free at last!” It kind of rings true.

    • Thank you, I thought I “sucked at art” too but I found that it was necessary for my creative process to be able to color and doodle because of my perfectionism issues. The more I did it the more artsy it becomes. Now I create my doodling art because it helps me to relax.

      I hope you decide to allow yourself to explore art even if it is just for yourself, you may see that it is very helpful to your journey.

      Peace to you.

  2. I love the quote from Anaïs and your artwork is wonderful! Perfect companions to the poem.
    I’m so glad your organizing this. It’s keeping me on track, linking keeps me honest (don’t want to be embarrassed by slacking off!) and I’ve found some great writers that I wouldn’t have otherwise.

  3. This is a true gem of a poem.

    Combining the haiku – great idea – works so well – with your art and your quote for inspiration.

    The power in such few words – always amazes me – chains binding tearing ripping holding back – and then finally freedom earned. I love the beauty of the “laughter” at being free – although it could be interpreted as “madness” – it feels like the true wealth and gift of pleasure.

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