I was born writhing,
exploded from a cocoon.
I must have seen my future
reflected in primordial goo.
expectations were low
but brown and stubborn,
I dragged across the room
to shudder quietly
as painful flutters
grew.
– sc
I was born writhing,
exploded from a cocoon.
I must have seen my future
reflected in primordial goo.
expectations were low
but brown and stubborn,
I dragged across the room
to shudder quietly
as painful flutters
grew.
– sc
sheila sea 
Awesome.
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Thank you. :))
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never settle (butterflies rarely do)
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I definitely make an effort. :))
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And if they get help to break out of it, they will never survive.. a great reminder Sheila!
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Thank you. 🙂
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Unsaid things are heard more! Thanks.
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Very true. :))
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Good depiction of metamorphosis!
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Thanks :))
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Love this!! Love the imagery!
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Thank you :)))
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What a site for eyes. Thanks for the like on Remembering Amsterdam and the follow.
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Thank you, Karina!
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🙂
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Sheila, another good one, but that is to be expected of you.
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Aww, you’re making me blush. Thank you.. it’s wonderful to know I haven’t disappointed just yet. :))))
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No you haven’t. Have a great week. And please keep writing.
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Thank you so much. That really means the world to me.
You as well. 🙂
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I love your writing. It’s so creative and it really makes you think as a reader. Not something you just pass by, smile at, ignore.
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Thank you so much for the kind words. 🙂
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Are you into any forms of visual arts? I’ve started a challenge on my blog asking people to send in their best artwork. But I don’t know if you do anything other than the (great!) poetry 🙂
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Meant to say form not forms. Anyways!
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Oh you know, I used to draw with charcoal but I haven’t had much time to do so lately.. I’ve been focused on writing. That sounds like a fun challenge though, I hope it goes well. :))
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It ends on the 24th of December, so lots of time if you think about taking up the drawing again! 😉 Anyhow, great writing, keep that up, and thanks for your kind reply 🙂
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Lovely!!!
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This poem is lovely, I can really feel this poem with how my life has been lately. Also, thank you for following me!
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I was embedded with inscriptions of the scribes, enraged with the silence of the pain of the ones who said the most, and never heard. the words of the words of those ones who are now ghost, I was embedded and wedded with the perfect mate my hands paved across the sheets bleeding the words of every soul I would meet wrapped in this cocoon until the time is meet that I beautify the art of poetry “this was motivated by your work thank you”
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Beautiful, thank you for sharing.
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You’re very talented
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Thank you 🙂
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