She traveled north
with her husband she chose
based on society’s mores
his decision accepted based
on her need to fly
trading asphalt and concrete
for a similar landscape
peppered with evergreens
leaving behind her self
melting in the heat of day
preparing for a rain cleansing
her of tainted memories
she traded her self-identity
with the prospect of years
rearing children alone
in unfamiliar landscape
needing to fly
always tethered & wings clipped
by a ritual of custom
her wings a rainbow
coloring her inside and out
brightened by the sun
dampened by the rain
her self conflicted interests
birds fly home to roost and nest
innate to their very being
so each time she returned to
her place of birth she
fell into memories
coming to know her colored feathers
of self would always remain
inside no matter
the need to fly
© April 2017 Renee Espriu
This is in response to Jamie Dedes’s Wednesday prompt at https://jamiededes.com/2017/04/19/the-same-old-self-delusions-a-poem-and-your-wednesday-writing-prompt/comment-page-1/. The photo below is taken from the Morgue file and digitized by myself.
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