Nomad Writer

I write to find meaning and connect with the world around me…

Frozen Shell

Within this shell

Of frozen chrysalis

Closed off from the buds

That bloom then wither

On frosted billows

Flurries of marigold and fuchsia

Chase the autumn wind

Eclipsed in cycles

Of decay and rebirth

The earth groans anew

Reverberating with new life

Yet I remain

Unchanging

Within this shell

Of forgotten growth

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Scriberly

I’m a Caribbean writer with high hopes of being a published author/poet, connecting with the wider writing community through my work.

2 responses to “Frozen Shell”

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    PePa. The Sketches of Life

    Why not grow with the bloom and break off the clasp of frozen buds into a new and awakened you,from the winter frost that broods the mind into a cocoon of self pity and agony of binding cold?

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      scriberly

      Sometimes there are things easier said than done, especially when the mind and soul are lost in a dark place.

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