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A Butterfly Inside --The Butterfly Flutters By

I feel a butterfly inside;
Its wings are cramped within my breast.
The weight of flesh, o dull cocoon,
Prohibits my free flight. At best
I only soar inside; my wings--
Gossamer, light, remain untried.
I wait...I wait...until the day
The barred' cage is flung aside
And airy wings lift toward the skies.

I have felt this graceful creature 
Flutter faintly deep inside;
Then, at times, so ardently,
I think no way will it abide!
It will be loosed! Its wish to fly
Will push the bars of flesh aside.
Determined is this butterfly 
To show its colors multiplied
And wing its way through azure skies.

The time is drawing near, I'm sure;
The throbbing swells within my heart.
The cumbrous cocoon, filled with life,
Is bursting now, falling apart.
The butterfly is breaking free;
No more its wings will tightly furl,
But lightly spread upon the breeze 
Their filmy webs, gilded and pearled...
The butterfly flutters by the world...


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I've Touched Your Wings


"I could hold you for a million years, 
To make you feel my love!"

I've touched your wings
To make them softest blue...

Like the snowflakes, in Winter's silence, 
Swirling, softly falling...
To light your heart
In a velvet glow.

Wrapt am I in the feathery moonlit night,
Come to me, as the dark still shadows 
Of the clouds sweep low.

When the ancient spirits roamed the earth..
O, my love of long ago!

Come as the whippoorwill calls plaintively
To the night, when the silver light disappears;

I'm in the faint glimmer of rain,
I fade into the unknown --
You can trace me in your tears..




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In Memory

She lay upon her bed of pain;
The chrysalis grew dull and gray;
The colors which we knew as her
Were fading fast, so fast, away;
But, underneath the fragile clay,
We saw new colors burning through
Of soul triumphant in its flight
Approaching Glory's avenue.
It seemed we heart her spirit groan,
Her frail flesh tremble 'neath the weight
Of wings fast-pulsing with new life
And yearning for the Infinite.

She's free! Her dewy wings soft-dried
By hovering angel's gentle breath
Have lifted once, now twice they stir
And find the air: can this be death?


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Sea impression

                 
                 Wave a sea softened
                  and a pain and a tenderness
                   throw dreams in fascination
                   of the blue.
                   And let shave the waves of
                   Your eternity , oh, weigh
                    above me,
                    oh,weigh a  coast of years.
                    Carry far in azure, spiral
                    ships,
                    with bulging little abdomens,
                    flutter with mahagony pinions
                    and already in vain  expect you
                    to stop the scales harbours 
                    with hot flames for You are
                    open.
                    Far away, far away ,far away,
                    stretched string,
                    heart and frank await the 
                    hymn of June.
                    All sea sisters are dressed in
                    mother-of-pearl garment
                    embroidered of kiss of 
                    eternity. 
                    In the morning hunts them
                    fishermen and revive with
                    breath of their man’s hands.
                    In the evening girls wash 
                    their black tunics,
                    in their blue hearts,
                    their feet white ,who cadge
                    heavy chains.
                    The night is squeezed enigma
                    and ugly,
                    predatory like a bat pecking
                    of scarlet fig.
                    Sea sisters, sea sisters,
                    remember His steps 
                    which go through you noiselessly,
                  and ou swing like
                  bloody wine-
                 hold in His fingers Herod,
                 Pilate washes his hands,
                in Yours heirs
               and they bristled like winter
               icicles bristles of innoncent blood .
               There at Golgotha 
                hearing terrible cry,
                blood gushes like
               wounded river disappear
               like Easter roses,
              in weeds of flushed 
     preditory crowd,
     to open way of
     saving.
     Who is He?
     Do you heard 
     His name ?
     He is Messiah,
     God’s anoited
      Jesus Christ.
      Like little sheeps,
      clouds of candy floss,
      they welcome festivaly.
       Barefooted are feet 
      of lovely swarthy steps
     of the sun, came to bow,
      before You , Creator.
      The sea throws his 
       magnificent silver flesh,
      blue like heavently lace,
       to swallow all stars 
       only Bethlehem’s
      stays inextinguishable,
       pretty like uncreated
      like an apple of not 
      born girl.      


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Butterfly

I once was like a catipiller young,naive,and new
Always living from my heart not knowing what
else to do.Easy to take advantage of, that is 
just the case, people would walk over me
like I was their dirty used up suitcase.
Now I feel a newness coming, like a light
shining from the sky, colors fill my world
and I know I am blooming into a butterfly.
Purple,Pink, Blue and Green I can feel them
flowing through. Colors of the rainbow raising
me into full bloom. Wise and strong I am becoming
My faith leads me where I need to go giving me
insight and wiseness for only me to know.
I have not  done this on my own you see
I have been guided by God and Angels
on this Earth. Wise words the wisdom at
it's best comes from a wise lady who
seems to know me best. Lucky, I am 
to have her in my life, she always shoots
it straight and tells me like it is, knowing
her words touch my heart and gives me tons of faith..
I feel like flying through the sky or climbing 
a tree way up high. I feel like observing the 
world just like a brand new butterfly so as I
Bloom I become Anew something unlike the past
Smart and wise beautiful on the inside and outside 
 a touch of color here a touch of color there
makes me glow and become a beautiful blooming butterfly...


Written By: Christina A McCullouch 
04/09/2013


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FLY FREE AND HIGH: BUTTERFLY

 
The 
  BUTTERFLY 
    Flutters
       By

       A flying      rainbow  in light blue sky
        Coloring   more  a garden as it flies
          To each blooms, 
               it dances and pries
            Fly free,
                    Fly high Butterfly!

            My heart releases a deep sigh
                 As the butterfly 
                      flutters
                         by
         Children catch it with so many tries
            But so sweet,  pretty butterfly lands on my thigh
                      Fly free! Fly high, butterfly!

                       Once a shy caterpillar
                       hugging one leaf stem
           Shielding its body from the snowy tent
    Spring May comes and wind hums a warm lullaby
           Little by little its cocoon shreds away
               Revealing a transformed beauty,
                       No one can deny!
              The butterfly flutters by and by
                      Soaring into the sun!
                 Fly free! Fly high, butterfly!

                                 The 
                            BUTTERFLY
                          flutters 
                        by
                    Keeping world's treasures 
               and reasons why
          Awesome loveliness you freely display
        But it's pity
          Your life short to enjoy and play
             SPREAD YOUR  WINGS 
                  on FULLEST THRIVE
                        FLY  FREE! 
                          FLY  HIGH,
                                BUTTERFLY!
                             Before, you kiss 
                          the world Goodbye.



Note: From my readings, butterflies lifespan depends on these: habitat, climate, gender and their specie type.Average lifespan is a month.One day for the garden butterflies. Monarch butterflies and Heliconians for 9  months. Spring butterflies 9-11months. Male lives shorter than females.

(c) Olive Eloisa
12:27am
May 25, 2014

Life flutters by thus, everyone must push be brave to give all things a best try consequences are whirlwind of uncertainties but the thing is we give it a try our heart and soul pouring life never let it run dry If no money, medals or honor it is alright and always fine to our dearest God - divine these will not slip on thine spirits ripe, aims to deeper shine more precious than anything in mine
Olive June 02, 2014 Contest: Butterfly Sponsor: Kelly Deschler 2nd place, to God the greatest glory.. :)


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Pricked

Your  love pricks me like a rose each thorn grows but no one knows Your so full of 
it as it shows so carry on now go on, go. I'm fed up with the phony and  i'm 
through with the tears, you couldn't pay me all your money to make up for those 
years. Someone help me I feel faint how could I think he was such a saint and 
worst of all I let me fall into a spiral down below. A magic called love carried 
by the dove of someone I use to know.


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Nature's Sigh

The Black butterfly waves away her adorations
All she seeks is seclusion, subsuming slave to mortification
The Dear Air is all she can breath, captive of imaginary dreams
The Beacon resonates, but the hope isolates
The Wasteland's silky fingers caressing the virgin's face

So she is now, the covet of the damned
Programmed to every victim's pain
Carrying the weight of every sorrow
Drowning in wrongs she does not know
But paradise is at loss; she must go

Nature sighs after the bite
All my hopes fading
Don't look at me with those sorrowful eyes
How do you know exactly what I'm feeling?
I'm just the ghost flower passing by
And you can hear nature's sigh


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Butterflies

                                                         Butterflies 


I sent her an email with butterflies attached, I was hoping she'd open it, her heart would I snatch. 
It was ten past four when she read it-after quite a very long day. 
They flew out at once with one click of that mouse, 
So many included they filled her whole house. 
Next, I decided to send her- a very large enveloped batched- 
with seeds from deep in my garden-where lies all the weeds and piles of thatch. 
She went to her mailbox and saw it was from me, 
a smile she flashed, just as quick as could be. 
She hurriedly ripped it open 
to see just what was inside, she spilled out all of its contents 
she poured it out in her hands, 
as those butterflies flew -and filled up the whole sky. 
Now I gave her a bottle- a message inside- 
"now that I've finally found you, please no longer hide" 
"I thought of You, quite often, as my life-it has passed. "I felt all my breath leave me- all in one single gasp. 
"I - so long ago-just was not the right guy.  I lacked life and the smarts to give- my best try." 

"I've found you again, lost you- so long ago. 
I've learned all my lessons, Please give me a go." 
I understand about love hurting you so.. 
I'm no longer the guy from so long ago... 
I know your untrusting and you've a hard row to hoe.. 
I know that around you ...some speed bumps may grow. 
But I work with strong hands and I'll pull you in tow. 
I wait for return mail...be it in letter or post...i can promise you one thing..I wait your response. 
I wait and I watch as my mail person walks by.. 
..I await just a message or email or such. 
I can't stand here guessing for my time left is short. 
I wait for a signal..a sign of some sort... 
without it I'm clueless, So i wait your report.... 
I wait everyday- to check through my mail. I watch- on this screen-till my older eyes start to fail. 
And -look to the sky -where the butterflies hail. 
Yes, my dear I still wait..... 

This is for someone old- someone new -someone needed- someone wanted- 
Someone Special...Be Special 
You know who you are. 
Crazy still


                                By, RLJGMF


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By Feeling

She sits down beside him
Grabbing his hand softly
He looks up into her eyes
She looks back into his
Her face sparkling in the moonlight
Her hair glowing
She grips his hand tighter 
Pulling his hand to her chest
Above her heart
She places her hand on his
Holding his hand firmly
As she smiles
He leans in closer to her face
She leans in a little closer
Their lips touch
Both of there eyes closed
Her cheeks turn red
His hands shake
He lays his hand upon her cheek
Pulling her in for more then a kiss
As she lets him
Both happy
Unharmed
Wanted

These days I have noticed
People only show there love by words
By gifts
I have a women in my life
I would like to show her love
By more then just a word
Something that can carry on forever
I want to teach her that forever 
Is more then just a word
I want to keep that promise
If the world had more 
Love by feeling
Than love by word
Then maybe there wouldn't
Be so much confusion



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Butterflies by R Moan Jr



                                            Butterflies 


I sent her an email with butterflies attached, I was hoping she'd open it, her heart would I snatch. 
It was ten past four when she read it-after quite a very long day. 
They flew out at once with one click of that mouse, 
So many included they filled her whole house. 
Next, I decided to send her- a very large enveloped batched- 
with seeds from deep in my garden-where lies all the weeds and piles of thatch. 
She went to her mailbox and saw it was from me, 
a smile she flashed, just as quick as could be. 
She hurriedly ripped it open 
to see just what was inside, she spilled out all of its contents 
she poured it out in her hands, 
as those butterflies flew -and filled up the whole sky. 
Now I gave her a bottle- a message inside- 
"now that I've finally found you, please no longer hide" 
"I thought of You, quite often, as my life-it has passed. "I felt all my breath leave me- all in one single gasp. 
"I - so long ago-just was not the right guy.     I lacked life and the smarts to give you---
      my truly best try." 

     "I've found you again,    lost you- so long ago. 
     I've learned most of my lessons,    Please give me a go." 
          I understand about love hurting you so.. 
          I'm no longer the guy from so long ago... 
        I know your untrusting and you've a hard row to hoe.. 
        I know that around you ...some speed bumps may grow. 
             But I work with strong hands and I'll pull you in tow. 
       I wait for return mail...be it- in letter or post...I wait and I wonder 
                       and I watch as my mail person walks by.. 
                 and look to the sky where butterflies fly.....
           

 R.Moan Jr  
 


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Sing

Where are all the people?
There is always something to be scared of.
I just wished everyone will please stop fighting,
And listen to everyone sing.

Everyone needs a little love.
Some people need the shove,
The confidence to show people what you're made of.

People won't you listen?
Hearing things like,
Maybe you should kill yourself.
Instead of asking for a little help.
See all these people crying?
They need to all start flying.
I wish everyone will please stop fighting,
And let the people sing.

If you need someone to talk to,
Let's be right here for you.
If you need a shoulder to cry on,
We'll sit and try a little flan.

We need to stop and think of all the uncommon people.
Think of all of them you don't know.
The ones who don't like to show.
The ones that'll really glow.

People won't you listen?
Hearing things like,
Maybe you should kill yourself.
Instead of asking for a little help.
See all these people crying?
They need to all start flying.
I wish everyone will please stop fighting,
And let the people sing.

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INCOMPLETE


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Dream Liberty -- Butterfly Effect

Butterflies quietly fluttering In my soul Transforming my life Morphing into something so unreal So Different, silently beautiful So hidden and lost A fire dances on my pale iced face Lively prancing as each sheds more light The embers glow in your singed shadow Was this eternity meant to last forever? I couldn't believe that a simple flap of butterfly wings could cause such a storm, a storm in my mind The simplest things causing the greatest of pains Why cant I be one of them Forever and free I'll be with my dream of liberty Punishing the dead Can you never let anything go Is it all to hard to see That your bias takes you on a blinded delusion Where all they plunder is hate Terror is a virtue When becoming a king So cut off the strings of my life With your power And you will see the strength of the dream of Liberty I couldn't believe that a simple flap of butterfly wings could cause such a storm, a storm in my mind The simplest things causing the greatest of pains Why cant I be one of them Forever and free I'll be with my dream of liberty I couldn't believe that a simple flap of butterfly wings could cause such a storm, a storm in my mind The simplest things causing the greatest of pains Why cant I be one of them Forever and free I'll be with my dream of liberty


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A Little Butterfly

Once a big beautiful butterfly landed on me, Such a pretty shade of orange and all trimmed in black. I quickly jumped and he flew away, He never ever came back. I wished for another butterfly, To bring me luck and land on me again, I would try not to jump so quickly this time, Reminding me of an unmet friend. A pretty little butterfly landed on my leg, While I was laying in the sun today. He was the same color as the other one, But this one did not fly away. I thought I’d name him Jeffrey, Like that unmet friend of mine, In hopes to see more of him, Before he flew away this time. Instead he sipped the cool water, That had been splashed on my knee. I slowly sat up and held out my hand, And called him to come to me. Believe it or not he flew right to my hand, And seemed to listen to what I had to say. I noticed his little wings were damaged, Then again he flew away. Inside his wings of beautiful colors, More of him I really wanted to see. So I called for his return, Twice more he came back to land on me, So for my little Jeffrey butterfly, Even if I never saw him again, At least I got the chance of a close encounter, And I now feel content within. Florence McMillian (Flo)


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COCOON

      COCOON
I do appreciate that you are here
but one day soon I know you'll disappear
into the mist
I'll fly on butterfly wings.

I know you see someone you think is me
but nothing's really what it seems to be,
it's just a dream
that flies on butterfly wings.

It's not that I don't care, you know I do
and you can feel it, when I think of you
and when I fly
I'll fly on butterfly wings.

White light.
All my life a bright light
all my life a sweet ride, on butterfly wings.
Highway.
Always going my way
I will go on my way, on butterfly wings.
Out there
I'll be going somewhere
and I'm going to get there, on butterfly wings
Bright light
never ending white light
all my life a sweet ride, on butterfly wings.
© Ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


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Natures Fury

                                           The butterfly floats, from flower to flower,
                                           he doesn't care what is the hour;
                                           the raindrops fall  in a cooling gentle shower,
                                           as beneath the  leaves the butterfly will cower;
                                           the thunder will roar with a deafening power,
                                           as the honey bees return to their hive tower;
                                           the lightening will flash in a blinding light, 
                                           for a moment or two you will lose your sight;
                                           your legs will sprint for your home in fright,
                                           getting struck in you stride you just might;
                                           hail stones strike you on the left and right,
                                           as you head for home in your flight;
                                           as you get home the sky turns black,
                                           can't stop the tornado,  can't turn back;
                                           it tears into your home and destroys the shack,
                                           tomorrow they'll put you in a body sack.


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Captivity

5/8/13
Spread out your wings
Come on, baby – it’s your time to fly today
Our misfortune stings
Pour forth your ecstasy – will it take away
Our despondency?

Bring me out of captivity…
Producing calamity…
I can’t reach for His light –  
THROW ME A ROPE!
I’m buried far below…
Midnight’s as dark as the cawing crow 
I CAN’T CLIMB…due to my lack of energy 
Fortify me by your might 

Spread out your wings
Wake up, darling…wake up to reality – 
Open up your window . . .
Our sundrenched spirits brings
Happiness to the hungry, arduous world 
His sincerity bestow
Miracles & eternal peace instead of 
remorse & catastrophe

Shield me with your radiance
Give me a taste of your jubilance…
Your voluptuous essence  
YOUR Pure, holy Sustenance… 
Not their truculence…
Their arrogance… Their reluctance… 
Their defiance… their unfeeling essence,
Evincing their callous hearts of stone
And crafting it, open to the public
Open to the world of woe

Spread out your wings 
Keep on believing, dearest – 
It’s not your time to die…
Your face is doused in dismay
Your melody still rings
In my ears… sticking to me like a broken record...
Will it shed a tune of delight today? 
Is it a cure to our tragedy? 

Drag me out of captivity… 
I’m sick of all of this cruelty…
I’ve fallen into a pit of obscurity– 
GIVE ME a taste of your effulgence
I’m unchained from my captivity…
Am I surely free? Where shall I flee? 
 Daylight’s as bright as the dove, fluttering gaily 
I’m incapable of flight…due to my lack of wings

Strengthen me throughout my plight! ~  ~  ~ 
  How did you make my high spirits soar upright? ~  ~  ~


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nagauta,long song Butterfly

little green dragon                                                                                                     sprouts emperor’s wings she lights                                                                            tastes red plum nectar                                                                                           _family hopes among  trees                                                                                          monarch blown from seas                                                                                           one love will never be still                                                                                                dancing rhythm meet                                                                                            _erratic dance but on course                                                                                  destiny sea blown                                                                                                         alone sun's daughter she flies                                                                                        wisteria’s home                                                                                                    _cherry blossoms roam wild rose                                                                                   fawns run firefly hides                                                                                                  sparrow plucks delicate wings                                                                                    sunflower escapes                                                                                                      _to moon flower clearing skies                                                                                      monarch gone sparrow                                                                                                sighs apples ripe the winter                                                                                         the flowers are gone                                                                                          _Madame butterfly hides child                                               - * Note - based on Madame Butterfly" is a short story by American lawyer and writer John Luther Long


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COCOON

       BUTTERFLY WINGS
I do appreciate your being here
But one day soon you know I'll disappear.
And when I fly,
I'll fly on butterfly wings.

I know you see someone you think is me.
But nothing's really what it seems to be,
and when I fly
I'll fly on butterfly wings.

Bright light.
Never ending white light.
All my life a sweet ride, on butterfly wings.
Highway.
Always going my way
I'll keep going my way, on butterfly wings.
Out there
I'll be going somewhere
and I'm going to get there, on butterfly wings
Bright light
never ending white light
all my life a sweet ride, on butterfly wings.

It's not that I don't care, you know I do.
And you can feel it, when I think of you,
and when I fly,
I'll fly on butterfly wings.

This is one of my personal favorite poems I have written that developed into a Song Lyric. It is on Youtube, as a video as well.


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COCOON

      COCOON
I do appreciate you being here
but you should know I'll slowly disappear
into the mist
I'll fly on butterfly wings.

I know you see someone you think is me
but nothing's really what it seems to be,
it's just a dream
that flies on butterfly wings.

---chorus----
White light.
Never ending bright light
all my life a sweet ride, on butterfly wings.
Highway.
Always going my way
I'll keep going my way, on butterfly wings.
Out there
I'll be going somewhere
and I'm going to get there, on butterfly wings
Bright light
never ending white light
all my life a sweet ride, on butterfly wings.

-----v3
It's not that I don't care, you know I do
and you can feel it, when I think of you
and when I fly
I'll fly on butterfly wings.

----repeat chorus
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


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Rika

Brushing the hair from your face
 Watching you as you sleep
 The very light that fills my soul
 Sleeping right next to me
 Places my hand on your chest
 Gently rubbing your heart
 As if to heal it 
 Mending all the cracks and scars
 Kissing your lips
 As if to heal the pain that formed upon them
 Pecking your eye
 Healing it from all the tears you once cried
 Grabbing your heart and placing it in a jar
 Placing it back into your chest
 Building brick around the jar in your chest
 Keeping you safe from all the hurt and pain
 its when we decided to love eachother 
 That i realized we were perfect for one another
 You are my new soul
 You are my new air that i breathe
 You are the sunshine i see in the mornings
 And the bright stars i see in the night
 i love you to all eternity <3