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Butterfly Quatrain Poems | Quatrain Poems About Butterfly

These Butterfly Quatrain poems are examples of Quatrain poems about Butterfly. These are the best examples of Butterfly Quatrain poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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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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To the Moon She Looks

In the dead of night
Some years ago
A metamorphose transpired
Under full moon glow

A lady in black
In graveyard mist
Danced with the crows
In evolutionary twist

Her presence was surrounded
By luminous flows
Larva's were being shed
In dark butterfly grow

Her black dress becomes discarded
Shape-shifting in the dead of night
Red Admirals flutter
In demonic delight

They become butterfly winged elves
Patiently awaiting
To our moon our orb
Anticipating in taking




http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy.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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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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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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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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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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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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