Butterfly Dawn Poem by David Wood
Butterfly Dawn
Beating with deathly silence
With the stillness of the breeze,
It flutters at will in the early dawn.
Breathless beauty snowy white
Holly Blue is a beautiful sight.
I lay sleeping silently on the wings
Of a blade of grass when passed
By the phantom Celastrina Argiolus,
Going to or coming from her bed
In the river of dreams with the troth
Of her majesty advertised in the broth
Of the winding weeping willow which
Stood still on the bank, watching, silently
Whispering in the wind, go here
Go there, deft turns on the wing
Make the bright morning sing
With Joy.
As a child (3yrs old) I tried to catch butterflies and to keep them (as pets) but they don't live for more than a day which is so sad as they are such beautiful creatures. It was like trying to catch the moon and take it prisoner so years later I wrote a poem about it...it's on here somewhere, I think it's called The Butterflies...well what would it be called: o))))
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 12:44:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is so DAMN pure and beautiful. Exquisite actually. This is a wonder. You should enter this in contests. Hold this close to your heart. Where are all the comments that should be written just below here? ;)