Best Cacoon Poems

White evanescent waves roll on the shore
     with such felicity of frothy bliss.
Rhapsodic sounds explode as they explore;
     present the waiting beach their foamy kiss.

Above, the dulcet sounds echo the call
     of gulls,...

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Your agouti mix with your silver sleek shine,
Your genus “canis lupus” known throughout time.

You hunt in packs deep in the woods,
So stealthy and confident just like you should.

Carnivore mammal, tough as steel,
You ripped me apart for your last meal. 

Untamed and wild beneath the the...

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As I lay my hand on my womb
I realize you will be here soon!
My pains come on quick and I could feel your patience 
wearing thin..
Like a butterfly coming out of a cacoon 
my dear you arrived very soon!
You looked up at me with your...

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Mirror Images
Like a hued cacoon ablaze,
Foreshadowing life....

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Self Exploration
_______________________________

I arrive like a butterfly,
I spin from my cacoon
the other part of me
will be here very soon.


I once was so innocent,
but something in me changed
something so sensual
my body feeling strange.

I have all kinds of hunger,
I suppose I should
it feels just like heaven
should something feel...

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Pimp A Butterfly
 Told Her Inside the Womb 
which was the Cacoon
 Was Her Wings to Bloom
 Instead of seeing the Invisible Wings
 she was stuck in a Physical Belief 
Of not seeing the Visible Physique
 of the Material Feats
 Not seeing the Miracle Underneath
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A small soft green worm-
      it hides into a cacoon
      and turns butterfly...

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How cute are the flowers that come to my lawn,
but these little flowers are oft frowned upon.

People don’t like them because they grow tall,
and many folks just mow them down, one and all

Yes, they wilt and they wither, that’s also true,
but so do all flowers....

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when you lose sight of what really counts
its easy to focus on only whats shallow
am i too fat is my nose too big
do i walk or talk weird whats wrong with me
when we forget the depth that is here in this world
and focus on things...

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Death you hold a scythe over me
i have waited for you
there is no trepidation here
i am a paucity of patience
i welcome you
the engine is long tired, hurting
parts not available to replace
i do not wish to shatter into pieces
in some long race to a finish line
i...

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the brutality of the beasts on their trodden paths,

trudging angrily towards their guided goals.

and i would think, "to be like them"

because i greatly admired their self-control.


so i mulled 

and i moved 

and i acted 

out of a belief system based on denying thyself.


i played the...

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From out of the womb we are born into a storm.
Like a cacoon emerges a butterfly.
Uncertain of what each day will bring.
We rise and except the offering.
The womb is the calm before the storm.
Where we form and are equipped with whatever we are dealt.
With only...

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in the Carolinas there's beauty in nature 
spring is here ears are attuned to birds singing 
baby chicks tweets for their parents feedingsl
behind green foliage on an oak trees's branch

eyes spies butterflies freed from it's cacoon
drinking nectar from wildflowers
in the fields behind a farmers barn
where...

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A lonely grasshopper

Although the contemplative may disagree,

In late Autumn when leaves change
A scented shade of pine pale torn brown;
Within happiness shift change to sadness...
Amidst the gait of timely hue

A brash circumstance to fully cooperate

Having no given sense of forbidden solace to relate;
In full view of...

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I found something that was true 
So now why am I so blue?
I found something that made me happy
So why am I now lonely?
Why am I crying at night
Tears overwhelming my sight
When not too very long ago 
There was no tear to show?
In times such...

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