Butterfly Poem by Tom Billsborough

Butterfly

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The dream is my cocoon.
A silent womb from which
With sudden surge
A butterfly may emerge
With peacock wings
To draw upon the nectar
Of bright flowers.
In such brief hours
A song is born
To renovate the soul,
So it may float into
A further dreaming.

Wednesday, November 2, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: creation
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Pamela Sinicrope 05 November 2016

I love the creative mind allowed to wander and meander and create a new world within the one which we live. The dream state is the perfect incubator. Such a lovely poem Tom. Thanks!

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Tom Billsborough 05 November 2016

I sometimes watch the meandering flight of butterflies and it does remind me of the way I feel about once I have a poem's theme. Thank you for your comment.

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