David McLansky

Freshman - 991 Points (5/24/1944 / New York City)

Chrysalis - Poem by David McLansky

The chrysalis
Held in my hand
I feel it stir
It's wings expand,
I feel it crawl
My fingers tight
It's head peaks out
Despite my fight;
How could I
Contain your soul;
You break my grip,
Your wings unfold;
And then you fly
Winging free;
Up so high,
Away from me.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 29, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 3, 2014


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