The Window

Every behavior roots itself in a moment of a delicious defiance.

Through the gorgeous bedroom window,
A younger me cherished the hues of outside solidarity,
Through the carved bedroom window,
A younger me desired the canary singing.

As a younger kid everybody enclosed me,
Within the vibrant Lego blocks,
Yet the piercing golden shadow of  the window stirred me.

They gave me tiny pans and pots,
And walled me inside the Lego house,
Yet all I heard was the spring wind,
Beckoning, knocking on the opal sheet.

Soon, I grew too tall, I towered over the obsolete blocks,
I exploded with ambition and longing,
I broke the deceiving castle I was tamed within.

I stood and scudded through the pots and pans,
And before the grandeur of window I knelt,
I tore a leaf from my subdued canvas,
And reformed it into a canary, enflamed it with wings,
I opened the window and breathed it with the enthralling spring.

A free bird and the wind did sing for me,
They proclaimed my escape, my victory,
I was no more a fairy or a changeling,
I became authentic.

Author's Note

A little poem cherishing buds of independence and fierceness. :)

Reviews

[AliciaB]

Very nicely written! I like the use of "Lego blocks" and "tiny pans and pots" to illustrate confinement, and the repetition of those images in how they are eventually conquered. The recurrent ideas of the canary and the wind are also cool. My favorite part has to be the entire final stanza - I like the rhyme in the first two lines, and the final verse, "I became authentic," is a beautiful, resounding expression of the entire poem's theme. Excellent work!

[Crimson_ish]

Thank you so much, I really appreciate this, and sorry for the late response! :)

[Inject Positivity]

Expressions of a free soul... What a beautiful imagery of freedom, when a canary is bound in a cage it lives only but don't get the taste of freedom, it roams through its soul the whole planet, visualizes different thoughts but when it gets the chance to enjoy the real freeness it expresses with real freedom... You are amazing my frnd... Your works are truly inspiring....

[Crimson_ish]

Haha, Dhiman, you always flatter me, thank you so much :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and it certainly does that...emphatically...she will not fit into their mold...she is the canary who now is outside that window of expectations...

she flies free...authentic to herself.

such a good piece, can't believe there are no reviews yet....

[Crimson_ish]

Thank you so much for your perspective on the poem! haha, think about it this way, yours is the first one, isn't that marvelous? :)