''Fluttering Gems''

As I stood in my garden amongst my flowers, a parade of blue butterflies was drifting; past my lovely brilliant primrose rock garden, they kissed a purple cornflower growing. They stopped and caressed rainbow painted daisy, drifting over to drooping bleeding hearts; resting on white campania with their trumpets, like sparkling garden gems quietly hovering. Blue larkspur and columbine called for them, the tiny rubies twirled over in a waltzing dance; and between yarrow, sage and yellow tick seed, they spotted echinacea and came fluttering. Floating on over they kissed orange scabiosa, then the assemblage of sweet butterflies left; just stopping for a quick sip of fountain water, and gone this parade of fluttering blue gems. __________________________ August 11, 2015 Poetry/Verse/"Fluttering Gems" Copyright Protected, ID 15- 699-038-0 All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym. Submitted to Late Summer Premier Contest sponsor, Brian Strand First Place ___________________________ Submitted to,Any Poem Written in 2015, Contest sponsor, Julia Ward Third Place ___________________________ Submitted to, Butterflies Among Us, Contest sponsor, A Skat Fourth Place