Open Poetry #28 |
Poetry in Motion (Ode to a butterfly) |
IndigoEve Member
since 2003-01-10
Posts 279Etched in the illusion of time |
Silken stir, Lissome wings, A heart laced with stardust evermore- Tell me, graceful butterfly The secrets That are woven through your soul. Ev'ry time Her tiny body quivers, 'Tis true poetry in motion. Articulated music that is so soundless, Like the nighttime air 'Pon the lips of sleeping children, Is her wings beating 'gainst a summer's breeze. Mid-springtime tendencies Embraced by skillfully silent feet, As they land Along the wistfully weeping wild daisy flow'r- White petals chastised into cream-like hues, Too pristine for her majesty, the sun. And even when morning dawns, I listen to her stifled song Of satin wings and velvet dreams... Just pondering How she can fly away, Even with her dew-laden thoughts Still lingering in the fields. For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.--"Romeo and Juliet" [This message has been edited by IndigoEve (08-09-2003 09:13 PM).] |
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Snowflake From Hell Senior Member
since 2003-07-10
Posts 777My own little Icey Oblivion |
this was an enjoyable read I feel rain pouring down. I wait to rot away, |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Lovely..lovely indeed. ~Hugs~ ~The breeze that kissed you on the face, |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
IndigoEve~ You are just remarkably talented~ I'm reading as many of yours as I can locate and sharing with a friend also~ I won't post on each of them ... but please know that I will read them ALL~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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