Black Butterflies
first,
it was a single entity
an unbrilliant black charcoal sloe female by identity
faded shadowy shades of stygian dark
slipping in and flitting flower to flower making mark
second,
two came dancing like onyx layers
colors changed sabled ebony players
deep dark obsidian pitch male
pipeline swallowtails spotty blue indigo sails
The final dance
black butterflies
in the last summer cries
separate goodbyes.
In apartheid-torn South Africa, poet Ingrid Jonker struggled tragically in search of love and a sense of home. Portrayed in the 2011 movie Black Butterflies
Copyright © DM Babbit | Year Posted 2016
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