Cocoons Poems - Poems about Cocoons

...I don't want to recite this poem in front of you... Probably not for the reasons you're thinking, But what do I know of what you're thinking For that matter What do you know of me? Sometimes I......

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... Oh Mourning Cloak butterfly, to where and to whom do you fly Oh Admiral Butterfly, so many mirrors to count before you die Oh Jezebel Nymph I love the way you sit on a summer's love flow......

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... from mulberry tree hoards of butterflies in flight cocoons deserted ......

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...I have not seen a mulberry tree, only the words that spoke to me. Now I romance its boughs and shade, where butterflies in beauty wade. Beneath the hush of ancient skies, the mulberry tree in ......

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...In the silence of the night, when shadows dance on the walls of my soul, I meet my fears, Those small, ordinary fears that hide in the corners of the mind like butterflies in cocoons, I see myself ......

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... I've been to the well Too often to tell The sky from a spell Of ice salted dunes Of threadbare cocoons If there's a contrast From future to past The light sees it last I breathe the all......

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...Hearts are patched up stitched tight yet small perforations may let in that strange light that is not light like God is not God Love is not a Band Aid love doesn’t heal it cocoons self-i......

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...Words may come and words will go Water rains and winds will blow. Worms crawl ‘round and birds fly high Stars are born and we wonder why. We’re here at all and space is deep Oceans rise whil......

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..."House of lies, pride and bone, The gauzy instability in my augmentation, I feel the hostility commence deep into my lanes. I prom in the masquerade of the mirror and cannot identify myself as an e......

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...Willie Winkie lived in a land of magic, in the region called Butterfly Haven; For Willie was a diminutive elf, like the violet blossoms, of purple fixation. Willie and his beloved wife, E......

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...Holding your hand fills a void yet clashes like oil and water. I look at your smile like it’s the first one I’ve seen etched in my mind Technicolor. I see you when I close my eyes. I miss you......

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..."Raise your words, not your voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder" Rumi a concrete heart now resembles feathered textures like a house made from lace words which were once igno......

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... Like chrysalises or cocoons, Each day we grow plumper, not as insects feeding on leaves, but as humans consuming the totality of lessons learned from our life experiences, for life is our ch......

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...Old Man Winter grumbled and frowned, Said, "Spring's taking way too long to come 'round!" But a robin, so bold, chirped up from a tree, "Relax, grumpy Gus, change is the key!” Flowers peeked ......

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...In the clear morning, with rays that dance over a realm of magic, Easter arrives, with its gentle light, to drive away unnatural shadows. May it penetrate the pores of the soul, to melt the cold, l......

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