#ladybug poems on Hello Poetry

Margaryta May 2014

Nothing lulls to sleep quite like concrete waves
of endless tarmac roads,
the car christened Frau Marienkäfer by raindrops
of a passing thundercloud.
Baby butterfly whose pigments are smeared across
the windshield –
were you chasing the ‘Big City’ dream like
all the rest?

Written on a rainy night, around 9PM, just as we entered the Lincoln Tunnel to drive into Manhattan.

#dreams #butterfly #reality #new #ladybug #ride #ode #car #york #road

Charlotte Kennedy Mar 2014

Lady bug

Lady bug, lady bug flying through the air.
Lady bug, lady bug who doesn’t seem to care.
On nice days in Fall you flutter around in the sun, dipping and diving; oh, that looks fun.
You land on the wall and heat your wings;
if you had a voice would you happily sing?
Lady bug, lady bug with your small dots,
just pull up a sunbeam and find a warm spot.

#sun #warmth #ladybug

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