The CaterpillarA Poem by Emily Dickinson Jr.An interesting poem abot a caterpillar turning into a butterfly that had quite a few interesting interpretations when viewed as a metaphor. plz read.
Inch through life A creature below notice Below standards And Below beauty
Just to survive
We grapple We hide We climb We exist
Ultimately Our world goes black
The gentle white cotton Blinds, binds, and mutes The outside universe
Now it's only us And our cuddly darkness
'It must be over' This life of survival
For why else would There be comforting darkness
A delightful abyss
Then the cotton falls to pieces Blinding beams shoot into my world
Will the light blind me? Was I blind before?
The rainbow binds my world now The abyss was finite And I'm not as I knew
I'm a beauty I have wings I'm meant to fly
So me, this wonderful me So new So True As I fly Toward sky so blue
No cotton walls to contain No comfort to falsify Only freedom not denied
I'm a senseless, defenceless Invincible, individual
Butterfly
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Added on August 19, 2012Last Updated on January 17, 2013 Tags: butterfly, caterpillar, evolve, metamorphasis, cacoon AuthorEmily Dickinson Jr.FLAboutIm just a highschool girl. Writing is my hobby and I think Im fairly good at it but I leave you to be the judge of that. :-) my best short stories are: http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/poisinros.. more..Writing
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