Monday, April 9, 2012

Vitellus


Vitellus

©2012 Susan Noyes Anderson


Protected by the

dark, we cling

to blind security.


We’re yellow at

the center

egg whites of our

eyes won’t see.


Living pecks us.

Pecks away.

Peck peck peck pecks

us free.


Imagine our

surprise: the shells

are more fragile

than we.


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32 comments:

  1. anitamombanitaApril 9, 2012 at 8:36 AM

    Great job! This made me think about what it's like to live without faith...so busy protecting our shells that we miss out on some of life's best (and maybe hardest) moments in which we get to grow, live, thrive! Happy Monday!

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  2. larainydaysApril 9, 2012 at 9:04 AM

    Beautiful. I think we keep creating shells to hide in all through our lives.

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  3. DonnaApril 9, 2012 at 10:09 AM

    Actually I'm feeling VERY pecked right now...boo, poor me. OK, that's enough of that pity party. Spunk will win out and is VERY tough!!

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  4. UnknownApril 9, 2012 at 12:29 PM

    What a wonderful image this poem paints! Loved it.

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  5. Brian MillerApril 9, 2012 at 12:42 PM

    and finally relinquishing your shell can def be a beautiful thing...smiles.

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  6. LeAnnApril 9, 2012 at 1:55 PM

    Beautiful and amazing; I always enjoy your poetry.
    Hugs,

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  7. BerowneApril 9, 2012 at 3:34 PM

    Fine response to a challenging prompt...

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  8. GailApril 9, 2012 at 3:45 PM

    Wonderful, afraid I didn't do very well this week.

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  9. UnknownApril 9, 2012 at 5:01 PM

    There are so many ways this can be interpreted!

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  10. yayaApril 9, 2012 at 5:22 PM

    Life does peck and many times I just want to smash it's beak! But birds who don't break out of the shells by themselves don't live...so we have to do the same. Love the poem.

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  11. Jocelyn ChristensenApril 9, 2012 at 5:51 PM

    I love that observation "the shells are more fragile than we..." A good thought to remember! :)

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  12. FiaunaApril 9, 2012 at 6:46 PM

    Chills!

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  13. StefApril 9, 2012 at 7:32 PM

    Why is it that we tell ourselves the shells are too tough. We should just peck through them.

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  14. UnknownApril 9, 2012 at 8:39 PM

    Beautiful...and true in many ways.

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  15. CarolineApril 10, 2012 at 9:34 AM

    Sue, you are such an amazing writer.

    This is so true.

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  16. AnonymousApril 10, 2012 at 10:17 AM

    Oh so wonderful. Such a great observation re the shells! And I love the peck peck peck as well.

    K.

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  17. James BrushApril 10, 2012 at 10:48 AM

    I like that surprise at the end, the astonishment at our resiliency. Very nice.

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  18. karenApril 10, 2012 at 11:59 AM

    Great thought - we all need to break out of our shells. We're more brave than we think we are - which we find out as we rise to the occasion.

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  19. LeoviApril 10, 2012 at 2:08 PM

    Delightful poem, I love those pecks that make us free.

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  20. Laurie KolpApril 11, 2012 at 8:37 AM

    Really beautiful poem, Sue.

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  21. Kathe W.April 11, 2012 at 8:51 AM

    peck peck peck- and yes our shells are more fragile than we!
    Very nice!

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  22. Karen SueApril 11, 2012 at 8:53 AM

    I feel a bit pecked right now!!

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  23. Grandma HoneyApril 11, 2012 at 9:10 AM

    Hmmm...quite a lesson here.

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  24. UnknownApril 11, 2012 at 2:04 PM

    There is so much interesting thinking to assimilate in your poem Sue. The delicate flow of "In My Life" as background music, inspires pondering in the peaceful setting that is your blog. If I am still lurking here, thinking about life after two or three days, kick me out okay? Thank you for this peaceful creation. =D

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  25. Mormon Women: Who We AreApril 11, 2012 at 10:21 PM

    Wow.

    I think also of the butterfly having to work out of the cocoon, and how interfering with that process would make it so the butterfly is not strong enough to live.

    So much about the process of life folded into the beauty of nature.

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  26. CherylApril 12, 2012 at 8:53 AM

    This is incredible.

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  27. julie kingApril 12, 2012 at 3:19 PM

    i really like this especially the "yellow at the center egg whites of our eyes". such a nice verbal visual.

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  28. AnonymousApril 12, 2012 at 5:10 PM

    This was very good...I like it when the message is so cleverly packaged! VB

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  29. De JacksonApril 12, 2012 at 5:27 PM

    Love this rhyme scheme, and that last line rocks. :)

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  30. Silent Otto April 12, 2012 at 10:15 PM

    Centre like a shining diamond , black or white , indestructible, thanks

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  31. ScarletApril 13, 2012 at 4:44 PM

    I really like your take on the prompt...and that ending line is brilliant ~

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  32. dsApril 14, 2012 at 1:48 PM

    Nice! (we thought along similar lines this week) Love that last stanza.

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