Cocooned

Sand slips through time’s slimline waist
and life’s all about taking chances.

Pale rays of dawn usher in
new potential but I resist
Speak in hushed tones
leaving stillness undisturbed
but golden light will not await
and soon begins to dissipate
the darkness.

Cocooned…
reluctant to leave this bubble
of lucid dreaming
I drift into
meditative gratitude’s

Heavy lumber
carried yesterday is
a floating wreck I can hold onto
to stop myself from drowning.

Breathing in blessings
Breathing out woes

So, I let you go
ease myself from
this sleeps most
tender arms
and thus,
the day begins.

~*~

The Poets Rally
Warms the cockles of my heart
through these coldest months

I would like to nominate Life Between the Lines LBTL

Shared with Three Word Wednesday CCLV1
Thursday Poets Rally Week #61

Author: Daydreamer

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25 thoughts on “Cocooned”

Beautiful piece,

that’s a nice way to start the day

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AWWWWW! OOOOOOO! How nice and such a nice piece!!!! Thanks for the sweetness, xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx!!! muah!!!!

Wonderful poem.

Beautiful poem.

Ah, I hate getting up and leaving that warm comfort, nicely captured.

yesterday can really hold onto us eh? very familiar with the reaching for something to grab onto in the midst of drowning. Nice pen!

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heartfelt words, lovely entry.
Thanks for the support to poets rally.

🙂

love the hour clock image in the opening and the cocooning –easing ourselves from sleeps most tender arms– oh i hate it…but yes, life’s about taking chances…so we do…smiles…enjoyed it..

Lucid dreaming is a gift that has helped me through many a night..held me safe..sometimes the brain has to supply itself with an internal hug..I love the sense of cocooning you have created..kept safe for later when the external day is done..Jae 😉

a meditative and soothing poem.

“So, I let you go
ease myself from
this sleeps most
tender arms
and thus,
the day begins.”

Oh my, how lovely and yet heartbreaking is that?

Beautiful imagery and words. I have yet to see poor poetry come from you.

This was a really thought provoking poem….its about life, time, being at peace with our thoughts….
always a pleasure reading your words…
my world has been going ok…thanks for your comment… 🙂

I love your images here. You have also done a wonderful job of taking us through the emotional ride.

Love the imagery … I, often, don’t want to leave the cocoon either — but in order to fly, must! Something to work on on a daily basis.

Congratulations on your well deserved award!!

nice…i think i would not mind sticking around that cocoon a bit in a meditation of gratitude..lovely verse bren

I do that all the time: Letting go, while demanding my own freedom, then returning to love again … the cycle is endless and just what it is … a cycle. Love you, my friend. Blessed be. Always, cat.