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The Butterfly |
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Miss.Queeny Junior Member
since 2000-02-26
Posts 22 |
Hey - I am sorry for not posting replies to alot of the poetry here, my computer is slow and inadequate. I promise to change this situation, it is not me that pays the phone bill after all. I would like your advice --- is this poem finished ? The Butterfly : The blood from my arm must have created it, the butterfly that darted and sank infront of me on the stairs. I could almost see the blood on it's wings - a sign - I did not want to break it, soil it, hurt it. It's fragility frightened me, a blundering, uncomfortable, mutilated fool. It's wings held the whole world, in their tiny globes of creme and yellow and blue. It's wings held the whole world, and all my teachings were emptiness when compared to this. And so impure, because they taught me to doubt everything and anyone and God. They had installed the hate in me, and now my butterfly had taken it away in it's world of other's troubles. *** Be honest, Love, Peace and Emptiness...Q xxx |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Sounds good to me!  Elizabeth "He have his goodness now. God forbid I take it from him!" -The Crucible |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Sounds finished to me |
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mete out Member
since 2000-02-16
Posts 270england |
***Queeny, This is amazing. So beautiful, and with a huge sting in it's tail. Why didn't you share your talent with me sooner?!  I think it is perfect, finished to me... All my love, x L x I am not a preacher, I just speak the world as I see it. |
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