Poem -

Chromatozed

Just lying there
silvered
like some solitary
chrysalis
beneath a quilt
fit to burst
with a secret soon
to be shared ..
Quietly counting
the moments
until being re- born ..

Ā 

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Marion

Hmm...this could be read quite a few ways but being a depressed kind of person and recognising the silvered quilt I'm going with that one...you say so many things in so few words Nev...hugs x

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Neville

I have read it eleventeen different ways .. to date that is .. I'm not gonna read it anymore just in case .. but I shall leave a very sincere thank you .. thank you Marion .. x

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Bernadete van d...

I love metaphors. Our brains are too analytical and just freak out with
simple metaphors. That's the beauty of it. Well said Neville.Ā 

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Neville

Bless you Bernadette, I feel very spoilt by your visits today .. and for what its worth, I have a thing about metaphors too .. but then, I guess you may have guessed that already .. and what else is a meta for any old way .. Kindest Regards & All Good Things, NevilleĀ 

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