I think love is a very hungry caterpillar.
It takes a lot to feed a hungry caterpillar,
like leaves and everything.
But love takes a lot to be full, too.
There is very little light in here,
but looking at you,
my hungry love grows
and I can see everything.
“She is a sugar cube,”
you’d say to your friends.
Certainly, they don’t know what you mean.
I don’t think I do either.
Your words make my hungry love grow
regardless.
Every crack in the sidewalk reminds me of you.
They make me think of our city adventures
as we’d stumble along a sidewalk,
looking just the same as this one,
laughing jubilantly,
as my hungry love grows.
Everything is in slow motion.
How could time even matter when I’m around you?
All I can do is focus on you and your beauty.
My hungry love grows,
and maybe I’ll be a butterfly one day.
There is a stillness now.
It’s 3 a.m. and I’m wide awake
as you rest peacefully next to me.
I could never fully imagine my life without you.
I finally realize I don’t need to worry about metamorphosis.
Just make my hungry love grow.
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Author:
Elizabeth Eckert (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 2nd, 2017 22:15
- Comment from author about the poem: I started writing this at a poetry workshop for a poetry club I'm in at college.
- Category: Love
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Bon appetit, Liz! Hope you don't go hungry now!
I find the caterpillar metaphor is both inspired and imaginative. Well written!
Lol thank you!
Reminiscent of my childhood, the metaphorical us of the caterpillar is, to me, a powerful allusion. In a way the innocence of my adolescent interpretation of the children's book, "The Very Hungry Caterpillar," takes on a matured insight through your poem.
Thank you so much, I really enjoyed writing this poem and I love how it turned out. I'm so glad it spoke to you!
A fine write Liz. Love is.... my hungry guinea pigs too! We can't fool them if they know food is about.
Doh! I went to one poetry group. They snubbed me a bit, mainly as I do mainly spiritual writes. I had to sit through some guff there, and pretend to like their poems, I can tell you! lol.
Haha awww, every kind of poetry is beautiful in their own way. Thats one reason why I enjoy writing so much, I can write whatever I'd like! I'm lucky to be in a very accepting college and I feel very comfortable sharing my poems, but its getting past my timidness and sharing that is the hardest part. 😉 Thank you so much!
I know what you mean Liz. I may write sort of 'anonymously', and be bit embarrassed to say 'Yes I wrote that', and 'Nope, it's not by some famous poet' (well, I'm famous to some extent. lol). I suppose we have to be ready in case it's criticised negatively, or even 'I don't care for that' as someone put once on a lot poems, and incurred several poet's wrath. Not on this site though. So they weren't timid about that! I'm quite old, not at college. Millions of years old I am, so I say! lol.
Another thing is - I don't write cryptically. This poem here flows easily. I suppose if we do write complicated stuff, we know what it means, but not much use if no-one else knows what it means!
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