Cocoon Silk

Safely wrapped up and cocooned 
like a woven silken tapestry sage 
deep inside a mother's warm and
welcoming embracing womb

I slowly subside and then morph
into a butterfly drenched in froth
like an embryo praying to be birthed

And activate so in order to tantalize
the finery of all the sense's life has
kindly placed on offer

Take in all it's majesty drink it in leave
no stone unturned

In search of the eternal need and
fulfill the desire to multiply

So given since I know from whence I 
came from   

The only thing that is left worth knowing
of note 

Is where I am going and what on
earth comes next
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Eslinger Avatar
February 24, 2022 at 1:45 PM
Christopher, interesting for me as I’m in midst of finishing a painting of a monarch. I’ve written about silkworms as well. So, was attracted when I saw cocoon in the title. Nice narrative in this. Unlike David, I wasn’t bothered by the course or ending. Like how you told it for the butterfly. Peace. sally
Flaherty Avatar
February 27, 2022 at 6:29 AM
Cheers Sally Thank you
Kavanagh  Avatar
February 24, 2022 at 4:21 AM
A cautionary poem Christopher, your ending is quite sarcastically paradoxical, The only thing left worthy of knowing, is the biggest uncertainty for us all, for none of us know where the hell we are going in the future, good one I enjoyed, cheers David
Flaherty Avatar
February 27, 2022 at 6:28 AM
Cheers David Ta Sir thank you
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