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Butterfly Kisses

To touch someone’s eyelashes with your own up close to their face, now isn’t that silly? I can just hear all the virile men groan. . . Butterfly kisses with one’s date? Really? To tell you the truth, I’d not even heard of butterfly kisses until one fine day, and I might even have found it absurd had someone most special not kissed me that way! But there was a boy one night that I chose to go on a date with - a flirtatious tease. He said, “Let’s rub noses and be Eskimos” and playfully put my young self at ease. And then he said, “Kiss me like a butterfly.” I giggled when he drew his face close to mine. Both our lashes were long, and on our first try our lashes were kissing; was it divine? I won’t lie and tell you it was complete bliss, but soon in my stomach there strongly fluttered new butterflies from our first full-mouth kiss, and I sighed with every sweet word he uttered. He said, “Close your eyes” and then kissed both of my eyelids so tenderly how could I know if it were anything other than love and, madly, I wished he never would go. With eyes now wide open, I mirrored the touch of his hands like butterflies, wanting to trace my every feature. His eyes said so much as my hands caressed his own beautiful face! His mouth on my neck, his breath at my ear, his lips on my lips; I’d now tasted bliss! What a boy from Quebec had taught me was clear: Romance can take flight from a butterfly kiss. For Gail Angel Doyle's Butterfly Kisses Poetry Contest


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Dance Of The Butterflies

I had received lots of love in years past I have felt all joys and pitfalls of it No pain seems to enter my simple life Love entertains me, that wonderful hit I know my life floats above tender hearts That which brings love, but sometimes avoids me I move quickly this way and that in air I have “dance of the butterflies” simply My life moves in all respects here and there Highs and lows of dance are of gratitude Love escapes my lips to my gracious love My eyes have passion that brings attitude
Contest: Dance of the Butterflies Sponsor: Gail Angel Doyle 6/5/2013 I know it's a Quatrain...a Rhyming Poem (I hope it's acceptable)


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Oh to be that Butterfly

It's now the heart of the summer
Perched on parched, I on this leaf
Rains are forever cried for
To moisten and rid earths grief

Suddenly I hear a rustling
Corn stalks bend and sway
A creature just so beautiful
Allures these words I say

As I talk I feel their excitement
Describing this beauty so fair
Porcelain skin she is
With shoulder length blonde hair

Curvaceous now shows as she bares
As the sky mimics her eyes
Azure blues capture my thoughts
Whilst the clouds begin to cry

A light shower falls
Cobb's become pert at attention
Words described through my eyes
My thoughts in quiet mention

To a filling creek she walks
Slowly immersed in natures champagne
As the heavens caress her body
Translucent pure virginal rains

Her hands caress her body
Blonde hair, now a wetted mane
Droplets run down her curves
I, a Butterfly, in distant frame










http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-17.php


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Butterflies and Silver Seas

Jump into pistachio talc
and fly on mists a'sparkle
Dripping off me is butterfly dust
Stand up and you can follow
Dive off the chair you sit in
to streams filled thick with cider
Nap on webs of candied cotton
strung strong by the sugar spider
Open your eyes under water
Catch up with me high in flight
Tether your wings to the sea horse's daughter
as she swims in the moon beams at nights
Sullied clouds fall past the ocean
sleeping on silver tide's arm
Drowsy me now from this butterfly potion
sleeping in ribbons and lavender charm
Imagine the ocean alive
with flutters of wings on the tide
Strip all your preconceived notions
and watch with your eyes open wide
Glisten in green innuendos
Sparkle and shake out your wings
I'm a whisper of water, a glint of delight
taking flight on the brink of impossible things...


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The Butterfly Emerges

From the dark cocoon, the butterfly emerges,
Finally realizing she cannot control her urges,
To witness the beauty of the midnight moon,
The butterfly emerges, from the dark cocoon.

She flew from the shadows, out into the daylight,
The colors on her wings had never shone so bright,
She was meant to be here, her brave heart knows,
Out into the daylight, she flew from the shadows.

No more sitting alone, back in her little room,
No more hiding in dampness, darkness and gloom,
She had finally found a friend to call her own,
Back in her little room, no more sitting alone.




Andrea Dietrich's contest - "Swap Quatrains. Let's See What You've Got!"


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Butterflies and Honey Bees



In the meadow, weeds flowering
By a cluster of old shade trees
Make a lovely scene attracting
Some butterflies and honey bees

Butterflies sipping each flower
Flit happily from bloom to bloom
Flaunting their wings of gossamer
Giving each other lots of room

Several colours of the rainbow
Painted on their gossamer wings
Put on a brilliant colour show
Such a happy feeling it brings

Bees also join in the feasting
Imbibing each flower's nectar
Doing so with joyful humming
In their role as honey maker

Weed flowers are in Nature's brood
Springing up where ever they please
They assist in providing food
For butterflies and honey bees




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Metamorphosis of a Butterfly

Laid as an egg on a leaf by your mother
you patiently awaited Nature's magic spell
In a few days you became a caterpillar
then calmly chewed your way out of the shell

You feasted on the leaves as you grew each day
shedding your skin when it became too tight
Then attached yourself to a safe spot to stay
in a self-made cocoon to keep out of sight

Safe in the shelter of your silken enclosure
you matured to a fully developed pupa
Within which the body of the caterpillar
was transformed into a glorious winged creature

You split the enclosure when the time was right
and then crawled into the outside world slowly
Your wings expanded and they became bright
while the air exposure strengthened your body

At last you stood with opened gossamer wings
glistening with glorious colours of the rainbow 
Whose beauty brightens up the surroundings
and lifts the human spirit wherever you go


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Green land

The land is green
In flag and corns
Her coat is green
And her steeds' horns.

The land is green 
So footest her harvest
Her coat is green
And so win her chest.


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Butterflies Are Free

Is there any creature prettier
Than a butterfly fluttering by
A creature of the utmost beauty
Like a rainbow high in the sky

Varied paths on wings of colour
A conspicuous fluttering flight
Darting forth from flower to flower
A delightful peaceful sight

Dancing amongst the blossoms
Drawn by the sweet smelling nectar
Preserving nature's eternal scheme 
This fanciful pollen collector

Is there any creature prettier
Than a butterfly fluttering by
A vision of pure artistry
These delicate wings on high

© Jack Ellison 2012


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Caterpillar Dreams

How long must I eat, gorge and be bloated?
How long will I be to destruction devoted?
How long shall I stay blind with eyes myriad?
How long do I wait for the onset of a new period?

Forever anticipate the dawn of a new creation
Salvation lies in a process of permutation
What was built must be torn down and broken
Out of its tomb elegance and grace will be woken

Till then I take all that this world can provide
For without them birth of the new will be denied
Till then for survival I fight, from predators I hide
And dream dreams of another life free and untied


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Victory

A caterpillar has no beauty
To boast of or display,
It feeds on leaves continuously
In a pitiful and crawling way.

As if ashamed of its appearance,
And its lack of creature strength-
It thrives on sheer endurance,
Till days of growth announce its length.

It sleeps in solitude's cocoon,
Wrapped in content transition.
Sure its rebirth is coming soon,
Metamorphosed in creation.

Through its final feat of struggle,
Completed joy a thousand sighs.
From its triumphs over obstacles,
Comes the magnificent butterfly!

All rights reserved~Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~04.09.13


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Butterfly...Why?

Butterfly in the sky,
why don't you fly very high?
I see you with a sorrowed eye,
listen to me, that's no lie.

Butterfly why your tears,
have you any troubling fears? 
I can give you joys and cheers,
if you'll live with me your years.

Butterfly can you see?
You would be happy to live with me.
If you live with me you'll be,
the happiest butterfly in my tree.

Butterfly wipe away your tears,
come to me if my tear you hear,
because butterfly in the sky,
like you, I too am a butterfly.


This is copyrighted material. All rights are reserved. Reprints must be requested in writing to 
the original author. © Alisha Groves


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Hearing Butterfly Wings

I sit in my dark blinded by life
Hearing butterfly wings, so free from strife
My desire to be released in liberty free
To flutter my days as they should be

For each and every day when I close my eyes
Hearing butterfly wings amidst my cries
To feel the strength to step through the door
As I recall when I did, many years before

I'm sitting in my dark blinded by life
Hearing butterfly wings, as I hold the knife
My desire to be released in liberty free
As my life slowly trickles in crimson spree 








http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/dark-9.php


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BUTTERFLY



Here by this park
The flowers bloom,
Bright colours spark
As fragrance grooms.


Butterfly moves
From here to there,
Flutter and groove
To seek new fares.


A pair in chase
Over green leaves,
In cheery craze
Over wind drifts.


Ancient lovers
From times before,
Light now shimmers
With joy galore.


There's a lightness
In the cool breeze,
I taste brightness
In easy whiz.


I take a stroll
In sunlit dawn,
Feel calmness roll
On grassy lawn.


In sun and shade,
The moments spring,
Watch stillness trade
A precious fling.


Here for a while,
Colours now tint,
I sense a smile
Style face and mint.


My thoughts now rest
On waves of rhyme,
Soul feels fond zest
Arise in time.


Too soon, the world
Cramps out free style,
With haste, I swirl
Away from smiles.


Thus, I now spy
The ebb and flow,
Watch cares now try
To alter glow.


Yet I keep heart
Light with sure light,
Keep feeling art
In fond insight.




Leon Enriquez
29 November 2014
Singapore


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Whilst the Moon Shines

Whilst the moon shines
I witness skeletal shapes
Through their darkness I walk
Their canopy in full escape

To a clearing I arrive
Whispers I hear in the trees
Scratchings against their bark
Many eyes I feel watching me

A silhouette stands out
Against her lunar light
Never have I witnessed
Such a sight on this night

Arms outstretched is she
As a butterfly sits in grace
Tasting the spoils of evil
Drinking from her face

Crimson now in slide
Cascading down porcelain skin
To where the butterfly goes
In my mind I'll imagine within








http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/dark-10.php


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THE BUTTERFLY

                                               THE BUTTERFLY

The butterfly's a symbol,
A symbol of rebirth,
A shedding of the former life,
To be a thing of worth.

A metamorphosis took place,
A new life has begun,
A creature of great beauty stands,
Where once there was a worm.

No more to crawl amongst the leaves,
She spreads wings of bright hue,
The past is done and over now,
Behold, all things are new.

                                  Judy Ball

For Michael J. Falotico's Contest "A Poem Saying "I'm More Than What You Thought".
"THEREFORE, IF ANY MAN BE IN CHRIST JESUS,
HE IS A NEW CREATURE. OLD THINGS HAVE PASSED AWAY,
BEHOLD, ALL THINGS ARE NEW."
                                                2Corinthians 5:17




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Butterfly Girl

She grew up in the forest
She has grown with the trees
This butterfly girl
Oh my eyes do please

With her long golden hair
Complexion of fair
Her body so shaped
I'm in delightful stare

I sit in awe
As she raises her hands
Within moments of this
Many butterflies land

Yellows, whites
Blacks with blues
In her growing surroundings
Around her they flew

This girl so beautiful
In her forest she shares
Many beauties of delight
No wonder i stare




http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy-9.php


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A BUTTERFLY SHOULD NEVER DIE

      A BUTTERFLY SHOULD NEVER DIE

I am without anything now that I’m not with you
And Lord knows I miss the taste of your smile
I miss a perfectly designed dream come true
Because you made mounting a mountain seem a mild mile

You gave me butterflies and lightning bugs as a gracious gift
Because of you the morning wasn’t agony anymore
It didn’t matter if I worked in the day or the midnight shift
When I returned you would be there with a smile at our door

Ain’t nobody’s business how deeply we loved one another
But they could tell in our eyes and the way we held hands
Ain’t nobody’s business how I loved you, not even my brother
While I kissed you under the elm tree in the peaceful place it now stands

When you used to approach me it would make my heart race
Now that I’m without you I want to know exactly why
And it’s difficult when I need to forget your emphatic embrace
So now you know from whence comes my woeful wish to die
          © 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~



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A butterfly SHOULD never DIE

      A BUTTERFLY SHOULD NEVER DIE

I am without anything now that I’m not with you
And Lord knows I miss the taste of your smile
I miss a perfectly designed dream come true
Because you made mounting a mountain seem a mild mile

You gave me butterflies and lightning bugs as a gift
Because of you the morning wasn’t agony anymore
It didn’t matter if I worked in the day or the midnight shift
When I returned you would be there with a smile at our door

Ain’t nobody’s business how deeply we loved one another
But they could could tell in our eyes and the way we held hands
Ain’t nobody’s business how I loved you, not even my brother
While I kissed you under the elm tree in the peaceful place it now stands

When you used to approach me it would make my heart race
Now that I’m without you I want to know exactly why
And it’s difficult when I need one not be beget your emphatic embrace
So now you know from whence comes my woeful wish to die
          © 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~



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A BUTTERFLY FLITTERING ABOUT IN VIENNA SHOULD EVER FLY

      A VIENESE BUTTERFLY SHOULD NEVER DIE

I am without anything now that I’m not with you
And Lord knows I miss the taste of your smile
I miss a perfectly designed dream come true
Because you made mounting a mountain seem a mild mile

You gave me butterflies and lightning bugs as a gift
Because of you the morning wasn’t agony anymore
It didn’t matter if I worked in the day or the midnight shift
When I returned you would be there with a smile at our door

Ain’t nobody’s business how deeply we loved one another
But they could could tell in our eyes and the way we held hands
Ain’t nobody’s business how I loved you, not even my brother
While I kissed you under the elm tree in the peaceful place it now stands

When you used to approach me it would make my heart race
Now that I’m without you I want to know exactly why
and now that i'm without your emphatic embrace
You know from whence comes my woeful wish to die
          © 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
dream i how wondrous woulst it be if  that she carered how much i care
alas, know i that we will ever remain just a poetic pair