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Ray Dunn Dec 2019
how does your tongue
flutter as does a butterfly;
silent and wind carving—
yet unmistakable on the skyline...
idk
J Hanover Dec 2019
Fluttering against the seas of change
The waves are crashing
In brighter shades so adorned
Upon the winds so drafting

After crawling to the wreckage
Silken remains wither
No need to stay in these salad days
The winds so gently whisper

The wax shines brightly
Can sense the need to crawl
So begins the many lives
Until the end of summer, really had it all.
A butterfly's life in reverse
Vi Nov 2019
'I', it baffles me this 'I'
I question 'I'
Am 'I' the question?
I witness 'I'
Am I the witness?

'I' is insatiable
On all fours
'I' is the caterpillar
In this metaphor

If I transform
Or if 'I' dies
Am 'I' still I?
Is the caterpillar also a butterfly?

'I' wish to transition
but to accomplish this mission
'I' must die
there is no I in butterfly
Undead Nomad Nov 2019
her image touched the water
like a butterfly fluttering
on the breadth of a breeze

subtle
gently melting into the rippled glass

and I look to the sky
searching for the source
of this reflection of beauty
Sing me not songs of stars,
Bring your ears to my breast,
You will hear the songs of my heart.
Not just of the moon and sun,
But those of the universe.

Bring me not flowers
Nor butterflies.
Exalt my presence
For you are rose — most pleasant
And you are my butterfly — more elegant.

Take me not to places worth milk and honey,
Take me to your heart
The deepest and calmest part
Let me rest there
Under its gracious sky
With you beside me,
Gazing at the inner beauty of you.
For no treasure is beyond there.

©ABDULMALIK JIBRIL
𝐣𝐢𝐚 Nov 2019
if you land on a flower,
and you were a fluttering, beautiful butterfly,
i wonder if i could become a flower that gives you honey,
i wonder if i can bloom so beautifully that you don't cross over to another flower.
from a manga i read,
-jia m
Anthony Pierre Nov 2019
The butterfly is a frugal fellow
His dancing wings float ever aloft
He is always well mannered and mellow
Yet deemed queer because he's modest and soft

He passes his time in contemplation
Placates with colourful diplomacy
Works hard and avoids procrastination
He's artful and filled with tenacity

Not a slurp when, his ambrosia, he sips
His etiquette shows: it is well entrenched
For outings and ins he'll sure catch that tip
The rarest charm to behold but not clenched

Luck sees you such a butterfly at play
He's a frugal fellow and so he'll stay.
The Butterfly
lua Nov 2019
the sun rose high in the sky and burned the land beneath it
and i watched a thousand ants
crawling on a butterfly's dying figure
claiming its wings
as it frantically *****, erratic
desperate
but ultimately
devoured.
pistachio Nov 2019
You in the cocoon
As you come in this world soon
Be kind, brave and strong
With wings many will love you
When worm no one will see you.
Sweet butterfly, heed my advice.
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