Future's
a butterfly
flits with gossamer wings
dreamed by caterpillar's hopes
in past.In past,
unaware of its
future, caterpillars
slide nonchalant, foraging their
present.Present,
hangs in limbo
A chrysalis at rest,
breaking free, to spread its wings as
future.This is my first submission for the PoetsPub contest for May Week 3-4, where we had write a three stanza Cinquain chain, and include the word future in each stanza.
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SILLAGE - lingering...
PoetryA collection of poems - for the PoetsPub's weekly challenge and contests for the year 2020. Also includes poems written for the random prompts given by PoetsPub. ________________________________________________________ Sillage : /siːˈjɑːʒ/ (noun - F...