Open Poetry #47 |
butterfly come dance with me |
twistedpup Member
since 2011-02-25
Posts 115 |
music creating a stage movement-dancing An old skin peels away reavealing colors never seen a butterfly appears in the crowd. Watching from a distance, silently creaping closer. un noticed by the butterfly lost in the rythm of the music. badly wanting to capture what cant be tamed. Afraid of the butterfly, flying away. The crowd begins to thin The music starts to fade Softly the butterfly lands close by, so close. Gasping for air, two sets of eyes meet. Caught in a moment, feeling frozen. No longer a hunt no longer a game The butterfly has landed the music has faded two hearts now beat in sync afraid to blink finaly able to breathe *hugs* |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Hey Twisted Superb images stimulated by this writing. The anticipation got through to me along with the satisfaction of the ending. Good Stuff indeed! Eric true love never looks after it's own interests |
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twistedpup Member
since 2011-02-25
Posts 115 |
thank you eric, i will be sure to read and comment on some of your work. i appriciate any feed back i get, it helps me improve and learn as i go. *hugs* |
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dreamgal Member
since 2011-03-17
Posts 442 |
Good write, Eric was correct in saying the anticipation got to him, I felt the ssame way reading it it was very romantic in a way. Thanks for sharing. |
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porky118 Junior Member
since 2011-03-31
Posts 15minnesota |
the way you wrote it made me feel like i was there watching it go down nice job one of my favorites you have written |
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Zohayrine New Member
since 2011-03-30
Posts 3 |
twistedpup Nice reading ... thank you My respect Zohayrine |
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