beaded sculpture by Andrew Pawlan

freedom of flight

you roped me in
with your persuasive words
trying to tether me
to your ways

yet my bright colors
stilled filled the sky
at sunset
on sunrise

though motionless i felt
the freedom of flight

ropes & lines
could never quell
my passion
to soar

you thought
by holding me captive
you had won

you didn’t

freedom of flight
is my anthem
worn in my colors
tattooed to my soul


One comment on “freedom of flight

  1. anonymous on

    I love and adore this poem. It hits home in a sense for me. After even 10 years of being separated and divorced from a horribly controlling individual, to this day he still tries to dominate and control me… yet I have shielded myself, and like this wonderful parrot, have let my spirit soar and my colts shine!

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