Cocoon Poems - Poems about Cocoon

A perfect night ending. After passion peaks, our quivering bodies, dissolved in fiery heat. Wrapped in a nightly cocoon to sleep. Fragrance dew lingers, entwined in dampened sheets, as two hearts synchronize in harmonic rhythms. Breathings calm to steady flight, as sleep creeps, ending a perfect night. ...

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What do you think when you see a butterfly Do you wonder where it sleeps at night Do you marvel at it’s colorful courageous flight Are you amazed they only drink and do not eat What a delight Butterflies have beauty and seem to be at peace Even the wounded ones inspire me Have you seen a butterfly with a broken...

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"Cocoon" They say... a New World traces over the old, leaving the unaware, erased, far behind the old unaware, left far behind, crawls the walls in its web of lies spinning suspect strings of silk in the air glistening diamond nets slick and sticky with the sense of capturing a life drowning in teardrops that camouflage the trap it set, feeling little of nothing harbouring in its...

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O' to save the fragile broken heart from shattering to pieces. When I cup and cradle its flutter held in gossamer cocoon, its wings shall never cease to beat against the rhythmic sound of love. ...

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Life is a beautiful liar, where hope is a graveyard of caterpillars. Death is an ugly truth, where virgin butterflies flutter immortally. Love is the only true guide. Oh my beloved, when you hid behind a veil of metaphors, I wrote your name in the sand, with simple words, watched as the tide carried each letter to your shore, so you could build...

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I've been inside my cocoon For so long I'm going to crawl right out And show the world What I'm about. Why should I let life Continue to pass me by? Don't gasp When you see me Spreading these wings I'm going to fly And dominate the space beneath the sky....

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The Butterfly Cocooned Noon Beneath higher twig tips, my heart flutters Near converging branches. My cocoon Rests Mid-high the strength and distinctive character Of a gnarly tree. Embracing me. This, my home…Cocoon. Night. This essential place, Protecting Above the swirling world, Puzzling with its mixing motions Of lights, colors, temperatures, Until I think I shall just stay In this cocoon For all the...

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Cocoon of irrevocable dreams, protection from how everything seems; Strong and secure the silk let’s us grow pulled away from all distractions; Simplified with nurturing the thrill of confusion; We are left sitting hyper focused on what’s real pulling us; A place brimming with inspiration, protection from things without passion; Held together as we gain control of this raging...

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AN ALLEGORICAL COCOON LESSON (APROPOS OF POLLING) In preparation, ants are moulding And stacking their mounds; in hives, Bees reflect collective oneness In the sweetness of their unity; And in high distant places, black Widows meticulously spin their webs, While honing hornets harden their nests:- Cocooned in political and economic darkness, Let us not be dismayed, apathetic sojourners; Remember, while caterpillars are entombed To...

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In this state of slumber Curled into a ball Incense burns and foggy brain stirs a calming sense recalled. Breath begins each movement first to and then to fro eliminating stress while in this state of rest spirit begins to grow. Then betwixt body and soul embarked from this restful stint which sparked thoughts and broke all locks From cocoon to wistful wings....

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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...

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Cocoon of silk the caterpillar spins Intricately lovely a work of art This is the moment change begins Metamorphose will surely start Magical chrysalis full of life One day a fine beauty will emerge Butterfly magic with wings so bright Happiness complete sadness purged Exquisite wings are a godly gift Fluttering in warmth, summer kissed. ''B'' Forms Butterfly Sponsored by: Constance La France 23/12/2021 Pixabay image: Myriam-Folos...

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The needle popped the balloon ~ Hope lost her cocoon...

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I cocoon myself safely inside a fuzzy blanket My dog, Sophie Helen is curled next to my lower back We hear the thunder shouting in a loud angry way There is a flash across the window. A loud crack. Possibly a tree has been hit; I clutch my book a bit tighter. We are cozy and warm. I will check...

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Proven afterlifes interstitial death warrants Tombstone inquires...

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