valerie bellefleur

Oh plump pink rose from heaven
my tiny butterfly heart dances

How humble am I in this garden of delights
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Yellow lotus petals dance on ripples of reflecting pool
in garden of the seventh moon
under silver starred sky, geisha sit neath tree of
raining blossoms caught by jasmine scented breeze
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Up creaky flight of narrow stairs
Into a room thick with nostalgia

Scent of old wartime forgotten perfumes
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Back in 1933 when
I was only ten
Grandpa Leroy came to live
With me and Ma and Ben
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Rice paper lanterns swing gently
In a jasmine scented breeze
Casting a reflective glow
On pink lotus blossoms
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While sailing at night
On the silvery sea
A mermaid I did spy
Her hair was golden,
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Cats on my veranda
Where do they come from

Persian, Manx and Siamese
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Autumn presents her fall fashion lineup
beginning early September
and running through late October
the leaves of summer will present
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When he spoke of his love, the words flew from his lips
like silver butterflies in the morning sun
And when she heard he was speaking of her, she shuddered
and giggled with girlish laughter, while the pink blossoms
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This morning the butterflies left
my kitchen curtains
upon a morning breeze
they fluttered away
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She remembered when they first met,
he promised her anything,
and she lay in his arms cradling the golden moon
he had plucked out of the sky and placed at her feet,
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The book of summer was long overdue
Should have been returned to the library

I hesitated wanting to hold onto
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