Free Spirit

He built her a tower
in the middle of a field,
where corn ears overheard
as she conversed with the birds;
he watched her fly away,
intent on caging her one day.

He painted her butterflies
with rose-coloured wings
that blended with the roses
she made into posies;
he watched them wither away,
powerless against decay.

He threw her a life-belt
but forgot to tie the line;
alone on the sea-shore,
where seagulls cry and waves roar,
he watched her float away,
determined to reel her in one day.

He offered her the moon
as a token of his love
but he didn’t leave her wild,
he tried to tame the wide-eyed child;
when she found some stars to play,
he knew she wouldn’t stay.

Kim M. Russell, 2017

Bottom Right: Jeremiah Morelli

My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Writing Prompt #199 “Special Collage and A World Apart 6″

Today’s quote was suggested by Mandibelle (please check out her blog): “Love her but leave her wild”- Atticus

This collage inspired some whimsy!