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Topic: "Butterflies"
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Sun 11/20/11 05:14 AM


"Butterflies"


They come like the seasons and spill not only relief,
But love, hate, joy, the tears I weep.

I cannot stop the flow, mixed with a red
No tourniquet will hold, clot not till I have fed

My need to expunge all I never said to those,
Who like greedy vultures, picked flesh from bone!

No longer do I question, forced, I go with it,
Days, sometimes weeks, waking at night to pen

All that I would not say from fear of what I know not,
Just my pounding heart and the butterflies like knots!

With each word I write, they light on the smallest leaf,
Spreading their wings, exposing beneath

Their wondrous beauty the opposite, creatures of the night,
Ugly, worn, my fleeting glimpse of life takes flight!

RainbowTrout's photo
Sun 11/20/11 05:26 AM
Wow. Awesome poem. Thanks for sharing.:smile:

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Sun 11/20/11 05:29 AM

Wow. Awesome poem. Thanks for sharing.:smile:


blushing But happy, thanks!!flowerforyou

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Sun 11/20/11 06:45 AM
Awesome.....

Queene123's photo
Sun 11/20/11 07:41 AM
butterflies show the freedom of who they are
as the butterfly is the beauty and creation of the universe

not sure if you belive in spirituality
but when my grandmother died her soul is now a butterfly
for at the funeral
there were 2 white butterflies that flew up to the sky together
for my grandfather grave was less than 50ft away from my grandmothers

and when my sister was getting married she
was getting dress in this shed and it had a curtain
across the door path
there was a white butterfly that was able to get past that
and surround my sister heart
that was grandma

Conrad_73's photo
Sun 11/20/11 07:49 AM



"Butterflies"


They come like the seasons and spill not only relief,
But love, hate, joy, the tears I weep.

I cannot stop the flow, mixed with a red
No tourniquet will hold, clot not till I have fed

My need to expunge all I never said to those,
Who like greedy vultures, picked flesh from bone!

No longer do I question, forced, I go with it,
Days, sometimes weeks, waking at night to pen

All that I would not say from fear of what I know not,
Just my pounding heart and the butterflies like knots!

With each word I write, they light on the smallest leaf,
Spreading their wings, exposing beneath

Their wondrous beauty the opposite, creatures of the night,
Ugly, worn, my fleeting glimpse of life takes flight!
flowers flowers flowerforyou

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Sun 11/20/11 08:07 AM



"Butterflies"


They come like the seasons and spill not only relief,
But love, hate, joy, the tears I weep.

I cannot stop the flow, mixed with a red
No tourniquet will hold, clot not till I have fed

My need to expunge all I never said to those,
Who like greedy vultures, picked flesh from bone!

No longer do I question, forced, I go with it,
Days, sometimes weeks, waking at night to pen

All that I would not say from fear of what I know not,
Just my pounding heart and the butterflies like knots!

With each word I write, they light on the smallest leaf,
Spreading their wings, exposing beneath

Their wondrous beauty the opposite, creatures of the night,
Ugly, worn, my fleeting glimpse of life takes flight!

:thumbsup: :thumbsup: :thumbsup:

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Sun 11/20/11 09:04 AM
Thanks guys!!!!!!smile2

flowers

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Sun 11/20/11 02:00 PM

butterflies show the freedom of who they are
as the butterfly is the beauty and creation of the universe

not sure if you belive in spirituality
but when my grandmother died her soul is now a butterfly
for at the funeral
there were 2 white butterflies that flew up to the sky together
for my grandfather grave was less than 50ft away from my grandmothers

and when my sister was getting married she
was getting dress in this shed and it had a curtain
across the door path
there was a white butterfly that was able to get past that
and surround my sister heart
that was grandma


Hi Queen! I came back to read this again...My poem is a metaphor...I think I understand what you are saying..Someday you will have to tell me more...smile2

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Sun 11/20/11 11:31 PM
I loved this Leigh..Beatiful write..

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Mon 11/21/11 03:10 AM

I loved this Leigh..Beatiful write..


Thank you!!smile2

flowers

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Mon 11/21/11 05:39 AM
Excellent write.....smokin flowerforyou

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Mon 11/21/11 03:02 PM
One of God's best creations,,
So ugly as it slugs along its path, distasteful to be seen or held.
Then to be reborn again here live and so marvelous to experience.
Freed from its slow crawling ways,as beauty and wings attach to who it is..This ever so wonderful floating specimen of Grace and beauty.
Spreading its wings for its first flight into the air.
What a God giving gift to have been born to be.,
Such talent beneath your finger tips,,,Thank YOU for sharing this with us,,,and PLEASE,,write more and never be shy about its content or expression,,,I feel you have much talent here and your holding back much you've never shared,,,:wink: flowerforyou
Have a great Thanksgiving,,,:banana:

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Mon 11/21/11 03:34 PM


Thank you both, I appreciate your comments!smile2

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Mon 11/21/11 03:36 PM



Thank you both, I appreciate your comments!smile2

:heart:


Lets have more..I am sure you have plentydrinker

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Wed 12/07/11 05:34 AM




Thank you both, I appreciate your comments!smile2

:heart:


Lets have more..I am sure you have plentydrinker


Thanks...yes, I have many...spock

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Wed 12/07/11 07:10 AM
Transformation has many facets. Elegantly penned.

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Wed 12/07/11 07:16 AM

Transformation has many facets. Elegantly penned.


Deeply appreciate "your" comment Sharris...flowerforyou

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Wed 12/07/11 07:32 AM
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Wed 12/07/11 07:33 AM

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(((( J ))))................TY

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