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depictions by the rule of thirds; descriptions mostly freestyle words
Cocoon
There it hangs in the old pantiled shed
a small swaddled body on a dusty thread
with the door ajar, it twirls and twists
in a dizzying dance that the breeze enlists
a failed frail moth I first assumed
mid mutation, forever entombed
instead, a spider’s antique wrap – unconsumed
I don't normally attempt rhymes but since Frank's prompt asks for only 7 lines, I did!
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Very nice sound not only in the rhyme but meter. I like your description of the spider’s unconsumed meal.
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a dose of meter too – didn’t I do well compared to my usual free verse?!
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aabbccc…interesting rhyme scheme; seven lines of sterling wordplay–great sense of place and moment.
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thanks Glenn – one of those vignettes seen and put into verse
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Looks like just the place where such a mystery cocoon would be found.
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and it was
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Fragile like its threads of thoughts. (K)
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lovely interesting comment -thank you
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Lovely Laura. 🥰
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❤
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The photo is beautiful and the words so appropriate for the days we find ourselves in. Will we emerge from our cocoon (isolation) as leftovers or butterflies remains to be seen. These are trying days but many clouds have silver linings. Actually, I am excited about the outcome of these days and love following your posts, many blessings.
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yes! I had not quite put the literal with the metaphorical together Sherwood – well observed and many thanks
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That last line is done with such panache! I’m always excited to see what you’ve written, Laura.
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that last line was a struggle so thank you for that Sarah and for all the encouragement
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Expertly done, Laura, and I love the detail, from the old pantiled shed, the door ajar, and the shivery alliteration of the ‘failed frail moth’. And that wonderful phrase ‘a spider’s antique wrap’.
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was not sure which way round it should be failed frail or vice versa so played with that for a while – could not resist the wrap meal – thank you for such very nice feedback
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Ah, Laura… beautiful words and image… xoxo
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ahh thank you Marina
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😘
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Lovely. I have some of those in my shed!
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along with other things that creep and crawl – I love my pottering shed but so do they!
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a spider’s antique wrap – unconsumed… nice description
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thank you – it was a spark of inspiration at the last minute
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Very lovely. I was thinking yesterday of all the courage a moth has to emerge from a cocoon. Nice twist at the end, the unconsumed.
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the whole process of transformation is amazing – caterpillar to a genetic mush re-constituted with wings
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Well done. 🙂
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thank you
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Your rhymes are great! I am surprised you say you don’t rhyme much. Nice work!
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nice words from you – thanks for the encouragement
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