The Butterfly Poem by Cielo Superticioso
The Butterfly
Green meadows
Wind blows
Leaves scatter
Flowers flitter
Tiny caterpillar
In survival
Found only
In solitary
Now tarry
To sanctuary
It's heading
and dwindling
Into cocoon
‘Til June
No space
No face
Hiding until
It'll unseal
It's time
To climb
Up where
There's air
A change
In range
Of motion
And intention
To fly
Soar high
The butterfly
Its dye
It's beautiful
And colorful
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4/27/2024 12:05:28 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I enjoyed this. I like how you structured it and I liked the images- - - - ] Green meadows Wind blows Leaves scatter Flowers flitter and I found myself smiling at the lowly caterpillar breaking loose... - - - ]No space No face Hiding until It'll unseal. There's a special grace and delight that shines through this poem.