Writing and Reflections


I counted the minutes


ten, nine, eight…

the bell rang, releasing me

a week to relax

a week to rest

I am a caterpillar

seeking solitary confinement

in a cocoon that glimmers

where words speak louder

than any action in this,

the best of both worlds

Here, within walls that

obscure the outside world

I resist distraction

There, just outside

my safe haven, my renewal —

the light is just a bit softer

Seven, six, five…

days devoted to my own pursuits

Can you feel my wings flutter?

photo: Pixabay

prompts: Poetic Asides, #NaPoWriMo, WordPress Daily Prompt

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