Taming the Wind

“You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed.” Antoine de Saint-Exupery

My soul was like the wind,
unleashed and flying free,
until you claimed me.
You wrapped my giggling
gales around your hands,
span my tornado
until I was dizzy,
strung up with your kite of love.
Now I am hanging
from the branches
of the highest tree –
when will you unravel me?

Kim M. Russell, 2018

Image result for painting of a sad kite tangled in a tree
Tree and kite art print by Claudia Tremblay – found on Pinterest

My response to Poets United Midweek Motif: Psyche/Soul

Susan says that, since Sumana made the last Midweek Motif  “poetry about the body,” she thought poetry about psyche and soul logically followed, which is why today’s challenge is to turn our attention to themes of consciousness and unconsciousness, to soul or to Psyche herself.

 

40 thoughts on “Taming the Wind”

  4. Ah, the whirl wind romance! Lovely images, evocative. And I just rewatched the film embroidering The Little Prince, so your epigraph really hit me. In that light, my answer is never! In another light, I would urge the narrator to extricate herself and not entangle her soul. I love that the poem has it both ways.

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      1. An yes!

        But let’s not forget you are a woman.

        Are you perhaps referring to the tale: The Taming of The Shrew.

        He’ll hath no fury as a woman scorned.

        There is after all a reason hurricanes given feminine names.

        🙂

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  19. The image–both the words and the picture–is very striking.
    I always tend to interpret love poems negatively as romantic love has been something in my life which never went right and now I avoid it like the proverbial plague.

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