It was on the Bohemian trail,
a hippy journey to her soul,
when she met an insouciant bird
that flew ahead on road and rail
and led her to her illusory goal
with never a chiding word.
An old cassette of favourite songs
in the bottom of her backpack
reminded her of friends she left behind,
the loves and hates, the rights and wrongs:
familiar voices called her back
to the place they told her she belongs.
But nascence warrants bravery
when everywhere life is toppling
and the clinch of home loosens every day.
She cut the ties of her soul’s slavery,
broke free from their throttling,
and followed the bird, a teenage runaway.

Kim M. Russell, 2017
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #163
Stunning use of the wordle Kim! Really stunning – it especially has a very bohemian feel in the first two stanzas – and then, admittedly, a bit of a shocker with the ending – which makes it all the more powerful. I love the feeling of how technically “bohemian” truly is defined by certain ideas and fits more with certain generations, so to consider a “teenage” runaway as bohemian, or anyone of that generation as bohemian carves a wonderful arc here. And when reading this again and again – considering the bird (another great play on words and metaphors too) as being the teenage runaway – it’s delightful – and then, if I pull my mind to the play on “bird” as slang and run with this idea – well – as I’ve said Kim, you’ve really played this out on so many levels – most excellent!
thanks for playing the wordle this week 🙂
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Thank you so much for your kind words! I’ve missed writing to the Wordle for a while – I was overwhelmed with work and other things, so I had to cut down on prompts. Today’s Wordle was tough, but they are the ones I enjoy the most! 🙂
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hope you manage to catch a breath or 3 Kim 🙂
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🙂
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WOW, this is very impressive–deep.
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Thanks!
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Most welcome 🙂
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