Poet, Audrey Austin

Poet, Audrey Austin
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Friday, December 21, 2012

Cocoons -- a poem by Marlon de Souza


Cocoons within cocoons
never stirring,
for fear of meeting reality.

Let's go on a ride where the music is fine
and the wind in our face puts a chill in our spine.
We'll stumble along till we learn to walk,
then we'll fly away from our safe little rock.
We reach new heights along the way,
this bold new ride is here to stay.
We see below cocoons on the shore,
washed up memories of a time before
that kept us hidden within the womb,
a safe cocoon that became a tomb.
So on we fly to we know not where,
the path ahead is a fun-filled scare.

Cocoons, cocoons
never stirring, never stirring
never, never, never stirring...
cocoons within cocoons
never stirring.

© 2012 Marlon de Souza. All rights reserved.

Marlon de Souza is a writer and artist based in New York City. More of his work can be found on http://www.JustAnotherAveragePerson.com and Facebook http://www.facebook.com/JustAnotherAveragePerson

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