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Clone
Fetal pose in a stony, cold cocoon
he touched it and felt a vibration
chipping away at the hard, hard shell
fractured the surface, with pure elation
a hand appeared seeking the light
he held it tenderly, working the stone
cracks appeared the casing fell away
unraveled, she of herself a clone
new life in the sun even when it rains
he promised forever, quite unabashed
he gave her everything of himself
worlds transcended, two meteors clashed
the clone turned into the woman
she always was and wanted to be
and in their togetherness fused
they finally felt totally free
feedback van andere lezers- yellow
like I said before, this is more then a (love)feeling when i read something like this,
mooi gedaan killea,
groetjes,
Marc
x
killea: Thank you sweetheart
xxx
j - tessy
Mooi June
killea: Thank you so much, Tessy
xx
j - matahari
Knap gedaan, echt knapperig
liefs matahari
killea: Thank you, Matahari
xx
j - miepe
I try to understand this powim, deer Killea but i need a lot of imagination... a lot a lot a lot of it
and... i haaaave a lot of imagination
I saw a very dramatic thing.
Even Shakespeare phoned me (he was a little bit jalous I think)
killea: Wherefore art thou Miepelina with thy thoughts - double double toil and trouble? Pray thee tell Will when next thou speaketh, I could not wander in the bard's footprints. And thee I grace with gratitude, for thy words unto me rendered...
xxx
j - Mistaker
Lovely poem June.
Greta xx
killea: thank you, Greta
xx
j - marrik
Nice.
Zeker de FB van Maurice en jouw antwoord daar weer op.
M
killea: Thank you so much, it has been a long time, love
xxx
j - jan
I get inspiration from this poem June, where can I find such a cocoon?
xx
j
killea: Cocoons like this are only found on the shores of Zeeland, two kilometres south of Vlissingen, washed into the dunes, hard to find as they are often covered in sand. Good luck! Thank you, Jan
xx
j
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