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Nautilus🐚
I was a nymph to nicotine,
I never thought of neon as my niche
But deep within my nautilus
Was seen the natal aura of my birth.
That once I breached the atmosphere,
And reached the nettle of the nunnery,
I sought nomadic northern town,
And dreamt a dervish spun by stable crèche.
Take gourd of wine in offering,
And climb the path in every footstep’s press,
Till candle light of sunset’s day;
To rest, restore and be reborn again.
Published 18th Jul 2019
| Edited 20th Jul 2019
Author's Note
For the competition “Through the Alphabet - The Letter “N” (which took the trophy by public votes - my thanks to them, & host MadameLavender).
Syllabic line count per stanza:
8/10/8/10
Syllabic line count per stanza:
8/10/8/10
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18th Jul 2019 6:02pm
Wow. It takes skill to weave something with a specific aim such as this into a tale that is so captivating to consider. I have been over it several times. A quick read to gather my projected personal impressions, then more carefully, stanza by stanza, contemplating your meanings and deeper message. I went and define nautilus and read a few entries, such as wikpedia, to give me perspective. It seems an elegant journey through cyclic being. Birth, living, born again. Interesting work Jade. I hope you do well in the comp.
Daniel - I’m so very moved that you shared the journey of how you took the time and was able to conclude what you have of the journey from the poem.
My gratitude & humble thanks.
Jade🙏🏻
My gratitude & humble thanks.
Jade🙏🏻
It was my pleasure sugah and I cast a vote for you. Was definitely my favorite entry.
19th Jul 2019 6:38pm
20th Jul 2019 9:41am
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