To Remain Me

I paint freedom past restrictions,
Admiring the contradictions

My love sees creativity

Within my skill to remain me,

Gone are the forms I knew before,
Yet I’m still a dancer at core;
I dance with words now, to be free
Within my skill; to remain me,

He speaks of how I master forms,
Each rebellion nearly conforms,
There is a quiet artistry
Within my skill to remain me,

I paint freedom, past restrictions
Within my skill, to remain me.

Antonia Sara Zenkevitch

With thanks to Sonya Annita Song for the Kryrielle Sonnet Challenge

This is a partner to the poems To All I was Before (poem)  and Wild Forever