John Beam Poet Rhyme

A Butterfly Reception

Justly winged from worm to flying kin                                                                      from distant sky spotter rushes like the wind 				      in colorful attire bringing perfume to mate			                 she received on flower this the first date          				       She utters like a trumpet as he flutters to rest 				       with raised back and closed wing as to say not yet                                                   Puddling free spirit in this garden court  					       may I have this dance still a proper report         				       Leaping circling skyward apart looking awry				       new birth's reward to get her straight they fly 	                                                     on pedal lite the nectar no longer our delight 				       Running swiftly a breathe of soul to create new life                                                      with God's fire seed within she becomes a wife                                                            Searching flowers carefully baba begins 					      drawing to her hour finding life transcends

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Carol Sunshine Brown July 7, 2011 at 4:58 AM What more could I ask for today? It is a beautiful day the sun shining and birds singing. I am reading your poetry in which you share a little of yourself maybe without even realizing it. You have written from your soul oh yes you have. Thank you for sharing your excellent poetry with us John. Love, Carol John Beam July 7, 2011 at 5:19 PM thanks again for kind words