Vacation

by mkvecchitto

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I counted the minutes

backwards

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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