In a few years time
I hope we’ll see each other again.
We’ll be in different clothes
with difference faces and partners
who aren’t you or I.
I will smile because
I’ve always been gracious
and I’ve been waiting for this.
You’ll smile too
but it will be weaker, pained,
stretched like papier-mache.
And I hope when your new wife asks
what happened between us,
you’ll say:
‘She was a bird
and I was a cage
of black bars rattling
with rage,
never unlocked
yet with the power to pluck
each feather from her wings.
She had always deserved to fly,
you could see it in her eyes;
small, beady and watchful
but if she ever stepped too close
to the edge
I would give her a mouthful,
of steel, rust and dust.
I wasn’t good enough
so I forced her to believe
it was her;
her fire, her salt,
her brimstone, her faults
and her wings.
Those wings which refused to cease
and continued to beat
against the bars of my chest,
the crook of my arm
the back of my head.
She left me,
not because she outgrew me
but because she never belonged
in a cage in the first place.’
You won’t say anything more
because on cue
my shoulder blades will part
for my wings to unfurl.
They are fuller, they glimmer
more than when you saw them last.
They are iridescent;
bewitching in moonlight,
spellbinding in sunshine
and they are mine, all mine;
the bird who was finally freed
to fly.
Kristiana Reed day dreams, people watches in coffee shops, teaches English and writes. She is a curator on Blood into Ink, a collective member of The Whisper and the Roar & Sudden Denouement, and blogs at My Screaming Twenties. She is 24 and is enjoying the journey which is finding her voice.
Beautifully written, and so true for so many.
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Thank you very much Joann 💛 I am glad it resonated with you.
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Beautifully written 👏
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Thank you ☺️
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Beautifully written 👏
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Thank you ☺️
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Such a powerful account of resilience, grit, and determination. I love the way you have set up the scene and words have captured the readers till the end.
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Oh thank you very much Megha 💛💛
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I so loved this one.
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Reblogged this on My Screaming Twenties.
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so goreously powerful, Kristi!!! BRAVA!!! ❤
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Thank you Eric 💛
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Lovely Kristiana!
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Thank you 💛
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Oh, BRAVO… so lovely and so hopeful… we are so much stronger than we know…❤️
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Thank you very much 💛 we are indeed!
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A amazing poem. I enjoyed this one.
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Thank you very much ☺️
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You are welcome Kristiana. I enjoyed your work today.
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This truly soars! Unclipped, unfettered and uninhibited, it owns the sky.
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What a gorgeous comment, thank you 🙂
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You are most welcome. 😊
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.
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Thank you!
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You are Kristiana.
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So Lovely! ❤
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Thank you! ☺️
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Reblogged this on Brave & Reckless and commented:
Kristiana Reed on Whisper and the Roar
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Thank you 💛
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This spoke to me on many levels. Powerful, beautiful, and resonant.
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I’m so pleased to hear another bird was freed 💛💛💛 Thank you.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
At The Whisper And the Roar, Kristiana Reed spreads her wings.
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Thank you ☺️
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OOOOOH this is really amazing, love!
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Thanks Sarah! ☺️
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Your imagination amazes me!
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Thank you!
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Thank you!
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