Brenda Victoria Northeast Poet Blank verse

The Chrysalis Emerging

My heart is filled with weighty matters
Life’s intrigues manipulate my mind 
I worry
I churn and sieve every thought 
I try to sort this problem here and that one there

Some problems are like knotted ropes –
Some like snakes in a pit

Yet snakes seem to know what they are doing
Vying for attention of a mate
Or shedding their old skin for new

Ah to be like the chrysalis 
Birthing the emerging - New Life 
Shedding the old weights and heavy burdens

Butterflies emerge - in newness 
Their wings are filled with hope
They lift into the air
Weightless lifted on the breeze
They look to new horizons 
New visions-single minded 
Though fragile –they are strong


© Brenda V Northeast 28th 2012

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M.I.A . January 31, 2012 at 1:04 AM beautiful! like birthing every moment. thank you for stopping by and your kind comment, Brenda. Brenda Victoria Northeast February 4, 2012 at 11:36 PM Thank you Mia- I am on board again- thank you for your very kind support : )

Daver Austin January 30, 2012 at 3:17 PM I suppose you might say, poetry is a good way to shed some of the weight, and a fine way to communicate. Enjoyed. daver Brenda Victoria Northeast February 4, 2012 at 11:36 PM Thank you Daver you are very kind, Blessings, bren : )

Judy Ball January 28, 2012 at 2:58 PM I AGREE BRENDA BUT PERHAPS YOU ARE LIKE THE BUTTERFLY. IN ORDER TO EMERGE FROM THE CHRYSALIS THEY MUST UNDERGO GREAT STRESS BEFORE THEY CAN RISE ON BEAUTIFUL WINGS. GREAT JOB HERE. GOD BLESS, JB Brenda Victoria Northeast February 4, 2012 at 11:38 PM So true Judy- life excels through valiant effort most times. love and blessings, bren: )

Jack Horne January 28, 2012 at 1:36 PM Very clever write, Brenda. A sure winner if for a contest

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders January 27, 2012 at 11:15 PM I love this, Brenda! I can relate!! Wouldn't it be wonderful to not be weighed down by worries? To be new and hopeful like a butterfly or to find our childhood dreams. Maybe that's what all of us poets are looking for or maybe I'm overthinking! I always love reading your poems. Blessings, Rhonda