Rhythm in Words

October 14, 2012

Caged Bird

burqa-closeup

I am posting this beautiful poem today in honor of those women who fight for their freedom and their rights all over the world. Our world seems to be on a frantic race to the future, but even nations that are perceived as modern show vestiges of the ancient desire to hold women back.

Caged Birdby Maya AngelouA free bird leapson the back of the wind

and floats downstream

till the current ends

and dips his wing

in the orange sun rays

and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks

down his narrow cage

can seldom see through

his bars of rage

his wings are clipped and

his feet are tied

so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings

with a fearful trill

of things unknown

but longed for still

and his tune is heard

on the distant hill

for the caged bird

sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze

and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees

and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn

and he names the sky his own

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams

his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream

his wings are clipped and his feet are tied

so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings

with a fearful trill

of things unknown

but longed for still

and his tune is heard

on the distant hill

for the caged bird

sings of freedom.

The featured photograph of Afghan woman came from the following link http://awwproject.org/discover-awwp/history-mission/

Facebook Comments

comments


About the Author

Nydia O Tapia - Gonzales
A bird does not sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song.-Maya Angelou. La Vida Valle is where I write about "la vida" life in the Rio Grande Valley. From this bi-cultural corner on the tip of Texas, I share my poems and spiritual and travel experiences. I also blog about the arts,nature and my passion for historic preservation and architecture. But most important, let's talk about "la vida" - living our lives - in a vacation state of mind. Contributions and comments are always welcome .




Visit Art.com
 
 

 
Tlacolula

Not one More Baroque Church

I wrote this poem upon returning from a trip to Oaxaca, Mexico. I strive to live my life in gratitude and faith, and with an immense love for He who sacrificed His life for me on the cross, but this trip was just too much, so I...
by Nydia O Tapia - Gonzales
0

 
 
Christinasworld

Christina’s World

I wrote this postcard poem during my week at the Writers League of Texas retreat in Alpine, Texas at the Sul Russ State University. In the past, i have always been intrigued by poetry, but lacked the guts to try it out at a hig...
by Nydia O Tapia - Gonzales
0

 
 
morning in alpine

Morning in Alpine

                  Morning in Alpine   In Alpine this morning an uphill trail guided me into the sunrise. No vain step crunched the pebbled path,   timeless rhythm, hollow beat, sil...
by Nydia O Tapia - Gonzales
0

 

 
Turandot's kiss

Love Conquers All

I am reposting this from Valentine’s Day 2013 because this is truly a very romantic opera, and because opera is timeless. Enjoy! Most music lovers have probably listened to Giacomo Puccini’s opera Turandot’s most popu...
by Nydia O Tapia - Gonzales
0

 
 
Ford - Ferrari

A Spanglish Poem About Valley Car Dealerships

                    If lo que tu quieres is to buy a car Visit the folks who are buena gente. Or dale gas and shop around Maybe a young brunette will help you out. Regardless, i...
by Nydia O Tapia - Gonzales
0

 




Visit Art.com

0 Comments


Be the first to comment!


Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published.

You may use these HTML tags and attributes: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>