Aug01
My pride is my cocoon
Where I hide my tears when I cry
My fear is my cocoon
Where the wounds healed but pain left
Your love is my cocoon
Where I find who I am
And soon feel lost again
One Single Impression: Cocoon
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10 Responses to "One Single Impression: Cocoon"
wonderful how you show us that we have many places to burrow and then be born again.
I like what you did with our prompt.
I like what you convey here!
crumbling walls
all of us i guess has each nurtured cocoons for us to run to and hide...:)
a unique take on the prompt!
Love the paradox of the last three lines! Beautiful!
Love is difficult business. I like what you have written here.
Simply beautiful...what a way to express and perhaps give and gain confidence..
A deep bow in respect of these lines. Please have a great Tuesday.
daily athens f
Life is a constant renewal, shift and change. Your work is beautiful.
Wonderful, but sad, poem you write here, Perry. Lasting comfort just doesn't come easily.
Sorry I'm so late in getting back here, my week was very busy and hectic.
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to be lost to sorrow... few are willing to trust so completely. Beautiful words
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