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Transmutation

In a wave like motion, we began moving across the leaf.
We had travelled here together, hundreds in the belief,
That our lives would be safer after ten days of pupation.
We won’t be so tasty to birds once we go through transmutation.
Now we must each build a chrysalis, is our deed.
My six eyes focused on the leaf, for a while my last feed.
This will be the last time I molt my skin before I transform.
Inside my chrysalis I will change from a caterpillar to a higher form.
Finally the day of awakening our metamorphoses has related it essence.
I am free  shorn of my ego-prison. I taste the deep air of omnipresence
The thraldom of being trapped in a caterpillar’s form
Emerging a beautiful butterfly, see my wings perform.
To realise I am an adult butterfly I feel quite torn.
An amazing transmutation I feel that I am reborn 

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Jay Narain Date: 12/12/2023 10:48:00 AM This is unusual natural transformation. I used to see a lot when I lived in South(of USA). Well penned. Login to Reply Speaks Volumes Date: 12/13/2023 2:03:00 PM I used to work in a building Jay, that would get smothered with caterpillars. You could hardly tell the wall was white. Slowly each would build a cocoon and eventually out would crawl a small white moth from each one. Quite a sight ! Thanks for your comment Jay. Hope you have a wonderful Christmas. Best wishes from Wen.

Karen Jones Date: 12/12/2023 1:07:00 AM Love the poem as it is. Glad you didn't change it and the butterfly is beautiful. Great use of ideas for the contest. I found this contest to be a challenge. You have met the challenge awesome job! Login to Reply Speaks Volumes Date: 12/12/2023 1:22:00 AM So kind of you Karen, As you see I had to do some research, this wasn't off the top of my head. Since being involved in writing poetry, I have expanded my knowledge of the world. Learned about art and so much else and enjoyed learning. However I fear as Sotto said, it may feel like a classroom lesson more than a piece of poetry Thank you for your comment. You are a brilliant poet.

Valsa George Date: 12/11/2023 8:03:00 PM "I am free shorn of my ego-prison. I taste the deep air of omnipresence The thraldom of being trapped in a caterpillar’s form emerging a beautiful butterfly see my wings perform." What a thoughtful and beautiful interpretation you have given to your poem. I regret why I didn't think of this. I too have written a poem on transmutation....but it is kind of bland and very conventional. Login to Reply Speaks Volumes Date: 12/11/2023 9:15:00 PM Valsa NOTHING you write is EVER Bland. You are as finer poetess as there ever was. Speaks Volumes Date: 12/11/2023 9:13:00 PM Sweet Valsa, I just spent the last hour, forming the poem in the shape of butterfly wings, but I couldn't get it exactly right. Almost, but just not good enough. Thank you for your lovely words. Your encouragement was needed at this point. Thank you my friend.

Susan Ashley Date: 12/11/2023 7:17:00 PM Dear SV, I was captivated by your exquisite portrayal of transmutation. So many beautiful lines but I especially loved "The thraldom of being trapped in a caterpillar’s form/emerging a beautiful butterfly see my wings perform." Your golden pen is splendid my friend! Warmest wishes.. ~Susan Login to Reply Speaks Volumes Date: 12/11/2023 9:10:00 PM Thank you Susan right now I feel a failure as I intended it to be in the shape of butterfly wings, but I couldn't make it look exact, so I gave up. Your lovely comment makes me feel better thank you.

Sotto Poet Date: 12/11/2023 7:12:00 PM Quite an abundance of knowledge, dear SV! The world is more than a place to play; it's also a classroom where we may grow and improve. What you have to say reveals your profound wisdom. Life experiences shape one's convictions. Good luck with the contest. Login to Reply Speaks Volumes Date: 12/11/2023 9:06:00 PM Hi Sweet friend, I failed. I just spent the last hour trying to put it into a butterfly shape. I nearly had it, but it still looked a bit wonky. It would have meant changing too many words around at the detriment of the poem, so I gave up in abject defeat. :( Thank you for your lovely comment.