Thursday, August 5, 2010

Cocoon

Cocoon

Because the sky is too close
because blood is hot and eyes are pale
because a thrush sings
through all those soldered years

I fall into your folded wings
nestled in thick nap of night

a gull squeals
oaring the deep
dawn blooms behind
your lids
we rest
in
sightless flight.

10 comments:

Christopher said...

That was beautiful. It holds some gorgeous imagery – thank you.

sandy, from gardenpath said...

Yes, it is very pretty.

Sandra (if) said...

I fall into your folded wings...lovely!!

SandyCarlson said...

A beautiful, warm image. Thank you.

rudy said...

I love the because's, especially:

because a thrush sings
through all those soldered years


Awesome!

...and how in their context, what follows makes complete sense (I fall into your folded wings...)

...and this: we rest / in sightless flight.

Hmm... I've practically quoted the whole thing - did I mention I love it?

Tammie said...

ah to rest in sightless flight. lovely images in this poem.

Jim said...

This is pretty, very nice, Gabrielle.
Your lines:
"through all those soldered years
I fall into your folded wings"

remind me of the many years I have been soldered with Mrs. Jim.
..

anthonynorth said...

That was beautifully written.

Aayushi Mehta said...

Lovely.

SisterJulia said...

very beautiful, especially loving 'thick nap of night'