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The Butterflies Dance - Whitney

 
~The Butterflies Dance~ (A Double Whitney) The sun is so warm and nice there is cheer everywhere cause spring has sprung one more time and winter so cold is now gone. The robins have returned and the hibiscus and the roses bloom again to my delight Now I see butterflies dance. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2012 January.27.2015


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I Dreamed a Butterfly

I dreamed a butterfly in golden days when buttercups lay in the fields ablaze. It fluttered to my cheek, sweet love to bring. My heart was wont to burst and wont to sing. In breath of morn was scent of bluebell sprays. On blossomed blankets of the fields we’d laze, and into one another’s eyes we’d gaze, my love and I, as April had her fling. I dreamed a butterfly. Our bliss was as the spring, a fleeting phase, and brief’s the beauty of young lovers’ craze. As cruelly as a wasp, he left a sting - and all the lovely plans we made took wing, leaving mere memories of golden days. I dreamed a butterfly. 2/21/13


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Petals With Butterfly Wings



Let the petals get wings of butterfly tell the withering rose to shed its sorrow see how beautifully under the spring sky petals will spread their wings tomorrow. Tell the withering rose to shed its sorrow like butterflies on their first flights petals will spread their wings tomorrow catching spring morning's first sunlight. Like butterflies on their first flights colourful flowers will be in the air catching spring morning's first sunlight spreading fragrances every where. Colourful flowers will be in the air see how beautifully under the spring sky spreading fragrances every where, let the petals get wings of butterfly. © kash poet (kashinath karmakar) ********************************* By:kash poet Placement:1st; February 2013 Contest:Petals in The Wind Sponsor:Gail Doyle


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Spring's Rebirth

As winter's icy talons release their grip,
Leaving behind a landscape barren brown,
Spring waltzes in and proceeds to strip,
Winter of her tattered, lifeless gown,
Replacing it with green and floral crown.

Golden sunlight thaws the frigid earth,
Flora of a thousand kind burst into bloom.
Nature comes alive in glorious rebirth,
Extinguishing winter's boorish gloom,
And infusing the air with sweet perfume.

Butterflies take flight from their cocoons,
Spreading wings of red, blue and gold.
Warbling birds let loose a merry tune,
While building nests, their eggs to hold.
How marvelous to watch new life unfold!

What joy it is to be alive,
To feel spring's sunshine on your face,
To live, to love, to dream, to thrive,
As spring assumes her proper place,
Wrapping us in her warm embrace.

4/14/14
For Francine Roberts
Spring English Quintain contest.


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SPRING BUTTERFLIES

Cherry blossoms declare it is Spring
Infatuation's breeze is in the air
Dormant days have burst into green
Wonder and awe are everywhere
Love is birthed in those who dare

The young boys compete for attention
And young girls give charmed sighs
Spring butterflies too many to mention
As innocence is kissed goodbye 
The birds and bees you can't deny!

Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Contest Name: A Spring Day in English Quintain 

4-1-14


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Wildflowers

Standing out in a field alone, a little white flower named Daisy longed for someone to share her world.
One day a blue flower named Bachelor Button entered her world they became friends.
 She knew by his name that he was not the propagating kind, but that didn’t stop their relationship she called him BB short for best bud.
The seasons of Spring & Summer they enjoyed the sun, laughed in the rain and held on fast in the Fall.
Winter came it was long and hard they were both covered in a blanket of snow, not knowing whether they would ever see each other again or even survive .The snow fell     then came the ice, this went on for months.

The Sun shone brightly the first day of spring. A few days later warmth of the sun melted the snow, Daisy popped up .
 I’ve been waiting days for you to come out, said BB, they both chanted hooray!
The snow was completely gone in a few days, the birds started building their nests , bugs were crawling around ,butterflies began to visit the two flowers. I wish there were more of us Daisy said, to BB.

They laughed as the sun and wind blew through their leaves.  Then it started the sun and rain took turns until one morning the air & field was filled with the smell of flowers.
 
Daisy and BB looked at each other and asked what kind of flowers are these ? they’re not white like daisies they’re not blue like bachelor buttons. They did not know the birds and bugs carried the seeds from the two of them and the caterpillars buried them under the soil.
The seeds from the new flowers were then carried by the winds many miles away, they landed in fertilized gardens and flourished, although they faced danger everyday. 
as they were called WEEDS ..
 The Gardener pulls weeds out of the garden so they don’t choke the flowers, which cost a lot of money and require lots of maintenance.

However there was a Gardener who saw her friends spending hours weeding their garden , that they didn’t have enough time to admire and enjoy the labors of their love
So she set out to give a home to all the weeds ,she provided a place where they could fit in and multiply, they required no maintenance, rain provides their water .

The best part of all is their beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
 Ask my granddaughter-- What are those flowers in the garden ?
  She will answer "WILDFLOWERS " their parents were Daisy and BB


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The Butterfly Whisperer

As we wander the meadow we disappear
into the sun-lapped fields.
There's a scent in the air so sweet and clear
and plenty of flowery yields.
Listen for the sound of Spring's delights
and welcome back each creature.
On outstretched arms butterfly alights;
we admire each colorful feature.
Slowly it flits and flies away
only to widen it's wings.
Back it comes to flutter and sway;
In the distance a hummingbird sings.

There's a scent in the air so sweet and clear
like the nectar in each flower.
Sunshine and new life brings us cheer;
Spring delights in it's power.
Butterflies are wandering free;
landing on outstretched arms.
They're a beautiful sight to see
we whisper to their charms.
As we wander the meadow we disappear
into the arms of April and May.
Singing out so sweet and clear
we glory in each longer day.


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Prelude to Summer

A prelude to summer… spring’s glorious awakening Green meadows are alive, littered with hundreds of wild flowers Soft and wet, bright, green grass sway, unhindered by morning rain All awaiting warm sunshine to fill with more glee! Out of woodsy habitats come young foxes and hares Their watchful eyes keen as they search for a meal Then hurriedly down a winding path the brave hares disappear But soon become startled as a butterfly flutters by! ~*~
5/29/14 Note: For Kelly's "...As A Butterfly Flutters By" Contest


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Spring

The butterfly went to a party last night all through the evening. It was the drunken butterfly and he saw all different butterflies through the night at the party. Both of them were drunk in front of the butterfly that evening. He woke up the next morning and he didn't remember who gave him drinks. It was different butterflies passing for everyone at the party. His friend found out that there was another butterfly drunk that evening. After that night, one was over and he began to face it with. One of the drunk butterfly at that evening. When he went up to all the butterfly were drunk at the party. Then that night, he went home to get straight from that night all day. Then he looked back to the party to find out who gave him drinks that evening.


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Springtime

Notice thou not the filling of the branches, Green leaves and colored petals teeming with life, As winter departs and springtime advances Announced carefree aloft by birds with no strife In high pitched melodies, like Soldier and fife. From the hammocks of springtime all is quite well, With showers and sunlight new life doth now spring As bees pollinate and sleep doth befell, And gentle breezes give sway to lovers who swing Like the cadence of a bride, to bouquet she doth cling. Notice thou not the filling of the branches Winter's harsh beating winds now replaced, By watercolors splashed across sky's canvas Overlooking butterflies and love scenes chaste Old Man Winter has departed, his chill now displaced. Writen 4/16/2014 for the, "A Spring Day in English Quintain"Poetry contest.


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Spring Is Here

Oh! the wonderful time of Spring is here.
Can you smell the flowers in the air?
The leaves are green and flowers in bloom
yellows and gold and lavender too.

The birds sing a lullaby and whisper stories
of days gone by. Love and laughter is the best
medicine they say, so bring on the sunshine
and in our garden, lets play.

Harmony colored butterflies sway into the wind
they cast off and away through the days end. 
Catch one dear Ma would say, it will bring luck
on a rainy day. 

Apples and oranges round they go
handful of love and laughter will grow.
Spring is the time of all that's new,
come and see me and I'll share it
with you.



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Dead In Spring

in the prime of life he passed away
a little boy with such angelic face
cancer took him in a quite fine day
peaceful death comes in stealthy pace

a teen boy just hatched from home
a virgin heart seeking lore and peace
if he knew what was waiting in that dome
he'd stay home and ''God might give release''

x-rays,medecins and all the faking stuff
were just what left to hasten his death
some docs have but little skill as they treat
thus,a life is not spared,hearts won't beat

no further sanctions will be taken against those
who,when they claim to be the best,are the worse
they are void of heart,of tact and of ethic
they have to be treated,instead of the sick

how long will the slaughter still kill?
and how long will the drugs not heal?
may be a resort to earth is what left
in a world where nature,is away kept


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Beautiful Springtime - Trolaan

 ~Beautiful Springtime~
 (Trolaan)


 Beautiful first spring day
 Bountiful sun then may rain
 Be happy spring comes after winter too
 Bright sunshine glows like golden grain

 Enticing spring is here again at last
 Enchanting sights of so much beauty and renewal
 Every ray of sun illuminates everything so fast
 Entire sky is now so blue like a precious jewel

 Now new and wonderful changes after winter and snow
 Nurturing beauty of spring is such a sight
 Nosegays and roses buds see them all grow
 Nice time to relax and enjoy the spring night

 On and on my Master has created spring for us all
 Orchids, roses, tulips and so many beautiful things to enjoy
 Ocean and mountains during spring season stand tall
 Outside there's a wonderful weather for all girls and boys.


 Dorian Petersen Potter
 aka ladydp2000
 copyright@2012


January.29.2015


'Trolan' is a poetry style created by Valerie Peterson Brown.


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ITTY BITTY BUTTERFLY


A monarch drifts in gauze costume Wildly cruising, to ride on spring’s trapeze; An effervescent flight which shines,which glows Enchanting buds through regale of mist Unto wind-tossed sways in hues of orange... Then she pirouettes, for an encore's dance. Contest: Itty bitty Contest #2: Doing it Again! For Andrea Dietrich New Poem


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Azaleas in Spring

stronger sun of spring; 
azaleas and butterflies 
wild color riot  


Haiku syllable count 5/7/5


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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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Spring Rules

    Written for the contest
A Spring Day In English Quintain


The Butterfly Mattress Co.

The day, I started this job
Of course you'd consider me GREEN
So I had to be trained by Bob
first on the Kings, then Queens
Using the BUTTERFLY Mattress machine.

First time I put in a SPRING
Another popped out of a seam
It caught on to Bobs wedding ring
And boy, he let out a scream
While I shut down the Butterfly Mattress machine

Mr. BIRD, the Owner and Chief
Immediately showed on the seen
Expressed a moment of grief
And after that moment ,he deemed
He LOVED the Butterfly Mattress machine


So Bob was made to retire
And no longer a part of the team
And his job is what I've acquired
But I'm careful to watch all the seams
While operating The Butterfly Mattress Machine


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Colors of Spring

flowers  in warm spring;
the butterfly flutters by
colored and jealous




Haiku: syllable count 5/7/5


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For Spring to Come

For Spring to Come
For spring to come we can hardly wait;                           		                     In every part of it want to participate; 					       Hear birds sing as flowers start to grow                                                        Watch fine fields while they will flow.

Leaves turned green which were brown; 				          And spring showers started falling down, 				         With water that eventually by now brings                                                        Born butterflies soon with beautiful wings.

Sun will start shining more each day
Pretty soon clouds are passing away;                                                               Sky becomes Carolina blue and clear, 					         After all of gray color did disappear.

A while now, nearby, spring has been,				                While we always wanted to see it again; 				          So silently spring surely started to fade;				 Summer was here as we sat in the shade.

James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
www.story-telling-around-the-world.com

Need your comments, criticism, thoughts and ideas.
I am entering it into a poetry contest at local library.


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Spring Is So Beautiful - Whitney

~Spring Is So Beautiful~ Whitney) Beautiful morning of spring air is warm butterflies fly from flowers to flower they show their beautiful colors. Spring is so beautiful and today is the perfect day to take walk around the park and enjoy the views we see! Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2012 January.27.2015


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As I rise this day

As I rise this day,

thoughts of you go through my mind.


I thank you for another day,

I pray I can do things your way.



The winter is in full bloom Lord,

the chill in the air today is cutting

through the trees,

The branches are crisp and the sky is cloudy,

I pray the day is warmed by your touch,

Lord,I love you so much.


The day is beginning now,

help me to live a life today

that glorifys thy name.



Written by:©Betty Bolden


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Springtime Again

~Springtime Again~ (Lanterne Suit) Spring Time a Nice season Everything's green Sun comes out birds sing Days Are cool Nights are sweet Weather is warm Children play outside The Sun shines Air is fresh When some rain fall Rainbow seen at times In The sky Butterflies Just flit around And roses just bloom Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2015 March.16.2015
IN GOD I TRUST!


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Your Glory inside

When I lay down the night before,
I woke up to find Your Glory inside,


When I woke up to find Your Glory inside,
I bowed down at Your feet,


I crossed over the Jordon and fell at Your feet.
I Praise You now and Praised You then,

When I woke up to find Your Glory inside,

how wonderful now when I woke to find,


Your Hand in mine,
Your my Hope Lord,

Your my desire,
My Savior,My King.


One day,when I lay my head down,

I will wake up to find,

Your Glory inside!


Written by:©Betty Bolden


2-26-04


All poems are copyright©!


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Fading night

As I sat on my porch

I gaze up in the sky

I see the calmness way up high


No breeze,and the sun is setting

I think of you and the smell of the pines.



I see the tall tree's so big in the night

I hear the chirps of birds so low

Night has come to all things outside



the end of morning leads to a new day

the shadows of winds so lightly they flow

seeing the  branches just take it slow

squirrels scamper to hide in their beds


bugs start to roam as night takes hold

now I will sleep and dream of a land

where we can hold each other

so safe by the sand.



Written by:©Betty Bolden


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A Silent Wave

A silent wave rushing inside my heart

Your hand leading me so far we won't depart

Your voice I heard in away that's taking me far

Into a silent wave rushing inside my heart.


Oh the thrill it was to hear

your voice so silent as I opened up to you

so wonderful this silent wave rushing inside my heart


I was searching for a answer to a question for so long

there it was a silent wave rushing inside my heart


Your voice Lord, in ways I never found

a silent whisper so very loud

inside my heart the silent wave replied

to me your love is so divine..


So when the shattered dreams are filling your mind

please please listen to the silent wave rushing inside your heart.


Written by:©Betty Bolden


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Whisper

Whisper.

Let us whisper you and I 
In a dark little corner and no candle light.

W'll wait until  dawn and watch the sunrise. 
Then catch a gentle breeze or watch a fading star.

We pick some flowers and catch a butterfly

We cross a small stream, sparkling water 
catches the corner of your eyes.

We make a sailing boat from paper then
write a little song.

Soon will be breakfast, then at dinner w'll say a prayer,
And at night time w'll light a fire, and then we retire.


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SPRINGTIME SAPPHIC STANZA

Leaning pine trees yearn for the open coastline,
needles pointing far and away from vernal
bondage. Left with relics of restless newborn
butterfly's cloister.


for Craig Cornish's 
"Sapphic Stanza Number Three" Contest


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Tranquil Undergrowth

      Tranquil Undergrowth  

Tranquil Undergrowth so slowly grows
And hides the tiny timeless leaves of life
Arrows spring forth on sunlight bows
Joined by birds of green and white in flight
Piercing bursting life into the light

Golden butterflies glisten in the new suns birth
Untangling night from day
From covered secrets in the earth
Where sacred is the spot to pray
And love comes out to play

Winged Spring bursts forth in cosmic splendor
To breathe the world to life
What joy to find you at your door
So beautiful and nice
As we explore together loves every spice 

Tranquil undergrowth so slowly grows from the earth
And hides so quietly the tiny timeless leaves of life
Now we have our time for playful mirth and worth
In pools of warmer waters that ease our strife
Where you remain my lovely wife 

      


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Spring

The winters snow has given way
White is now replaced with green
The chirping sound of the Blue Jay
The fluttering of even more birds unseen
Spring has returned to let its beauty be seen

The beams of light warm my face 
Bursts of colors are given by the blooming flowers
Deer bound by, running with grace
Clouds drift in the distance with the promise of a rain shower 
This is a scene that I could watch for hours

The rain falls, gentle and warm
As quick as it comes it leaves
As typically is a spring storm
Just enough rain to wet the trees leaves
And enough for the ground for life to receive 

Trees bloom, their flowers drifting in the gentle breeze
I dread that day when the flowers will be gone
The day when the earth is succumbed to the winters freeze
The days when the sun rises in a cold dawn
The days when gone is the swan

But gone is the worry, much like the passing butterfly
Relaxing to the cooing of the dove
As the butterfly disappears into the never ending sky
I look upwards to the sky above
The season of spring I truly love


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Spring Blasts Love

Fairy of spring when flies high
To the core of the heart of green
Sleeping buds yawn with a sigh 
Ready to create a magical scene
To welcome their loving queen

The earth lays a soft bed of grass
For her feet so soft and delicate
And the evening brings in a glass
The wine of love from the fate
To welcome at the hearts’ gate

The colourful butterflies go zoom
In the fragrance of heavenly fresh
The twittering of cute birds bloom
Newborn flowers like shiny flash 
The lovers leave away the gloom
And sit under the green of doom