A wild bird

Some people need freedom. To lock them up. They will fade away and die.

                              A wild bird.



I saw the fear in her eyes.
She told me that "I love you.
I need you."

But I'm afraid.
Afraid of losing myself in a emotion
where I won't be able to escape.

A wild bird can't be captured.
A wild bird may forget the freedom it once had.
But in dreams will fly free and have no walls to lock them in.

I heard her crying at night.
She was swimming in a sweet love
and dreaming of flying away.
Twisting up her dreams and heart.

A wild bird will slowly die.
One day.
The wildness in the eyes of the wild bird will be gone.

She  quit talking of life and great dreams.
Her laughter  faded away.
Her spirit of life was lost in the gentle breezes.

I try to motivate my love.
I took her to the sea, the mountains and
we took long road trips.

I saw her blue eyes become sadder.
I used to see the blue sky in her eyes.
Now I saw sadness and tears.

I will set my wild bird free.
I will tell her to fly away to her hope and dreams.
I will tell her.
I will wait for you.

Somethings can't be held down.
Some dreams are so powerful.
They can kill your energy and joy of life.

I couldn't kill my beautiful lady.
I could not cage her in a love with walls and barriers.

I released her on a sunny day.
I took her to the airport.
I broke my heart.

I found a sort of peace for setting a spirit free to
wander the great world.

I knew when you set a wild bird free.
They would not  return.

                               Coyote
 



 

Author's Note

A old poem. Youth is the greatest wine. Dance, sing and travel. Life is too short to work then died. Test the boundaries and live each day like it is your last.

Reviews

[Enigma]

Outstanding poetry. A brilliant potrayal of a wild and adventrous soul. We see her through your eyes and her image couldn not be more perfect. It ends on a tragic note and I have started to feel that sorrow and lonliness is as much a part of love as happiness.
A wonderful poem. Great job! :D

[rosemary keogh]

Really beautiful.

[WhiteWillow]

The right thing to do is never the easy thing to do. Your piece speaks of generosity of heart, of love, and a sort of desperation, "motivating your love." An all around beautiful write.

[Larry Dyson]

A Cage for a soaring bird ..is death.

[Odile RAZAFIMANDIMBY]

Powerful words and a beautiful poem.

[Dreamwind]

Oh how you captured that spirit, and so understood what few men do. And only true love would let go, rather than hold on and watch the life go out of that wild spirit.

[Big Island Girl]

Great job! Insightful, expressive and descriptive!

[Fire Tulip]

You're poetry never fails to touch people's hearts!

[Black]

love the photo''s
your own review
and the poem ofcourse
great poetry!
outstanding :)

[Helen Woodward]

That's right, they don't come back and it is for the reasons you point out. Caging a bird that belongs in the freedom of the skies is no good and although you love them it is better for them to liberate them...even though your heart is breaking.
Beautiful Coyote...

[thundergod]

nice..........