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The Weight of the Butterfly Flower
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The Weight of the Butterfly Flower |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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The Weight of the Butterfly Flower The flowering peach, a daughter’s bloom. Each February she lived in tiny pink bud, her tree fed my memory, flitted across my vision with nectar so sweet with sorrow that the sky wept. Oh, such weight the delicate pink butterfly flower held. It took her place somehow and lived for her each year. A tree-gift from the fluttering girls and boys of second grade, now almost middle aged with children named Michelle, perhaps. She will always be eight, the bright and moving child of my youth, so spark and full of fire. The first that captured my heart and held it, she holds it still. She died again this fall, Michelle, her leaves turned and bid a final tremble to the ground. The tree no longer lives, just a sentinel stark and bleak its gamine trunk. But under the canopy that burned my heart again from brown and rotting leaves emerges the everlasting circle of creation, a fragile new beginning strong with claims of yes. [This message has been edited by Martie (edited 12-13-1999).] |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie - A tender remembrance of Michelle, the child you lost. My heart sighs with yours. This is just exactly - BEAUTIFUL ! *Hug* *Hug* *Hug* ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Denise
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since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Touching, Martie. I can feel the pain in this and the hope. Very well done. A lovely tribute to your Michelle. God bless you. Denise |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Martie, thankyou for bringing the memory of your lovely daughter into our lives. A beautiful poem for her. |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
I've run out of superlatives for your work, Martie. |
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Seaangel Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 167Auckland, New Zealand |
another lovely poem, Martie...I especially like the last line..'strong with claims of yes' |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Martie...I'm at a loss for words at the moment, perhaps a big ((((HUG)))) will do. Beautiful and sad both. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Martie, You touch me tender You touch me sweet, Your poetry is a treat. *L* Sy |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
A warm thank you for the responses given to this poem. Michelle sleeps her features cloudy and just the slightest trace of light where the fine hairs curled. Michelle sleeps receding into air that blows fragrance from the grass to recall how specks of sun colored her eyes. Michelle sleeps I see her smile only when the peach tree blooms in February. In the dew of little things, the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. (ee cummings) |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Your words are so beautiful, and alive.I always feel that I'm there with you when I read your poetry. You would be a great novelist, but please don't consider it. Liz |
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