freedom's winds

freedom's winds

A Poem by RuseInex
"

oh sweet freedom to be oneself, free of narcissists' shadow

"

you captured the wind in a jar

made it static air, 

wind's flow no more

you feared she'd mess your pompadour


you took her in, 

took what didn't belong to you

she became a flaccid shell

raggedy ann in your bed

wind blows as warm air meets 'n greets the cold atmosphere

you brought her in; she warmed your air

a barbie in your stead, plastic doll


pin up babe,    blow up dame,    hot mama

caged in your money shell

politic cast, spell 

turned her into stale air, 

her hell in a jar, with a lid, 

in your shadow, kept her hid

your fish       big catch      fish bowl

warm air turns cold, exhausts itself without the sun

doldrums' layer, hanging suffocation

battered shattered blows

she's the living dead 

your cold heart made hers stone, plastic doll, 

killer looks on the outside, raggedy ann's insides, 

your magazine cover beneath your lust's covers

you captured the wind, stopped its flow

made it air, your aquarium there,

invisible, transparent, 

an empty jar to see through, to only you

"be seen, don't touch, don't speak,

don't . . . don't snap,

just let,"

your jet,

your homes, 

your things yours

5th avenue pent up condo

no match, 

inadequate ploy,

your toys,


i'm comin' in an' settin' her free

her hair will flow again in a howling wind

she'll spin you 'round, 

an' blow you down 

*        *        *

hot air meets cold front 

you can expect a storm

*        *         *

she is the atmosphere; the air that i breathe 

fills my billows full to gales' force ecstasy 

unfurled love's banner lovely flows


she is the wind uplifted 

ruffling waving, chiffon fabric her gown


sunlit kissed strands, golden hair 

pearled skin, radiant living doll on meadow's top

moving air's fluid flowing, nature's wild flowers

blowing in the winds of freedom

she is mine again

© 2016 RuseInex


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RuseInex
RuseInex

Fresno, CA



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