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Metamorphosis (rewrite of The Butterfly)

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Honeybee
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*This poem used to be entitled "The Butterfly,"  but I decided to change the name, rewrite it for a better flow and add more lines.  It is more of a stream of consciousness poem, like a dream state. It was posted in December, so I am sure that everyone forgets it already and it was orginally posted in Dark Passions. Please give me your opinions on the final copy.        


~*Metamorphosis*~

If only I could know how it felt to stand before my
   bedroom window, touch my hand to the inviting
   glass, and leave this caterpillar body.
If only I could fulfil my heart's desire to escape
   this sickly skin, for emptiness and ugliness to
   seep out of my tired veins to be replaced by
   beauty and ecstasy,
To delight in the enchantment of spreading my
   splendourous wings for the first time, to fly
   beneath the heavens, to be careless, to soar.
If only I knew how it felt to hear the first
   morning song of the lustrous red-breasted robin,
   nestled in the trees, like a musicbox playing a
   passionate melody in my newborn ears.
If only I could know how it felt to suckle
   on the dew from the white breast of a
   rose, flowing like liquid poetry upon
   my tongue,
To be lured by the sweet, exotic fragrance of a
   peach stained blossom, feeling it's silky layers
   engulf me in it's everlasting love,
To embrace the magnificence of feeling magnolia
   leaves gently caressing my glorious wings, like
   God's fingertips to the golden strings of a harp,
   brushing softly against the palette of my
   colours.
If only I could feel the mist of the cloud's tears,
   trickling down from the deep blue sky to dance
   across my face.
If only I knew how it would feel for my slender
   body to marinate in the wide open air - to glide,
To be greeted by the warmth of the crimson yellow
   sun and by the chill of the wind, penetrating
   my long spine,
To ingest the crispness of the autumn air above the
   clouds, grand and marvelous the rapture,
And to flutter in wonder over the rich turquoise
   waters and through ardent fields of emerald,
   vivid beyond imagination, rejuvenating my once
   weary heart.
If only I could journey to the ends of the earth to
   find glory and peace, forevermore, where pain
   and sorrow and lonliness no longer exist.
I wish I could know how it would feel to digest
   freedom,
If only I knew how it felt to finally be free,
   ever graceful, as a butterfly.

By Melissa Honeybee




[This message has been edited by Melissa Honeybee (edited 05-22-2000).]
© Copyright 2000 Melissa P. Long-Monette - All Rights Reserved
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1 posted 05-22-2000 10:16 PM       View Profile for Sven   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Sven

Melissa,
        I remember The Butterfly from Dark, and this is just a wonderful re-working of it. . . it does indeed flow better and reflects the dream-state much more. . . like words just coming from your heart to the pen. . .

That having been said, I can only say, fly butterfly, you will one day be free. . . you will be. . .

------------------------------------------------------------

 That which gives light must endure burning
--Victor Frankl

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  Melissa*
This left me in awe...
You have such a wonderful
talen and a beautiful heart
and it shows though every line
of this. I never read the
original....but this is
Magnificent!!


 The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams

~Eleanor Roosevelt~
netswan
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This is stunning and pure art, imagery,
flow - subject matter, Melissa!

I did not see the original, but am sure
glad I had the opportunity to read this.

Fly away on butterfly wings
even if only in your dreams


~netswan
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4 posted 05-23-2000 06:54 AM       View Profile for Marge Tindal   Email Marge Tindal   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Marge Tindal's Home Page   View IP for Marge Tindal

Oh, Melissa~
What enchanting lines laced all through this piece.  I would think the 'butterfly' has emerged.

As I saw you flit
from flower to flower
I knew you'd found
your finest hour.

Just BEAUTIFUL ...
such talent !  
This is pure reading pleasure.
Love you~
~*Marge*~


 ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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Thank you so much to everyone for the compliments!  Although one of my longest pieces, it took me the shortest time to write, the words just flowed out of my pen onto paper, I'm glad everyone enjoyed it  

Take care,
Melissa Honeybee
 
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