The Butterfly

Enroling you a worm (cumbersome and) hairy, you- scimitar of leaves Knows the pain ,writhing pupae Abandoned and convicted Constricted hanging straightjacket Squirming like a jackrabbit Gagged nocturnally - blindfold humility Rejected by those mocking moths and jealously believing left the key Both found our grace on bended knees ..left there dangling from a tree.. Unhinge now those spinakers of glory Pretty - flaky- flinder Streaked in splatters paint Dust of the fairies Gaze at me with criss-cross eyes Innocent beauty oh ye butterfly Spiny antennae, stretching out transmitters Taking flight so easily Flitting off with no goodbyes To a newer afternoon over there Dashing in the sun Kneeding and gouging all those zinnias Joy! Slurping up the nectar Whisky! Tequila! Brandy and Champagne! Swops them for a chorus of pansies Dancing blooming flowers Crazy blessed colours Bouncing delight.- erratic in flight Dodging in between the bees O enchanted mystic butterfly Only pausing for a while Hold me in your spell For you walked that crooked mile Linger in this dream So seldom comes to see Just as you, my timepiece too Is coiled in spring A dustpuff within the wind Specked all over pollen confetti Envied now by every moth Suicidal circle - one kamikaze candle Seared and singed and slowly fried Getting what theyre vetted for But the sun his laughing in his sky Beseeching all the yet to open flowers Awake !Awake! An angel is coming by