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Butterfly

Sweet butterfly with wings of gauze Give this tired heart a moment's pause Unburdened by the human cloak Freedom's spirit your flights invoke Dreaming times in cloudy spheres Raining droplets made of tears With not a whisper you fly away I would not bid you here to stay Beside your path goes just a bit of me For one moment my soul flies free

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Raymond Darius

Date: 2/27/2011 6:38:00 PM

Wow! Very nice wording. This paints a beautiful picture.

James Fraser

Date: 1/25/2011 1:31:00 PM

Beautiful write of the Butterfly Barbara, they are so lovely to write about....:)

Audrey Haick

Date: 1/24/2011 1:58:00 PM

Aren't they just a delight to watch, Barb? One of my most joyful memories of summer..watching butterflies! This is going to my favs. list...I love it! Always, Annalise

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/23/2011 11:06:00 PM

BTW, I was just noticing Robert's comment to you below here. You are using rhyming couplets. But I don't know if they need to be separated to be called couplets. So the next best thing like he says is just to call this rhyme.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/23/2011 11:05:00 PM

Beautiful butterfly poem, Barbara, and I sure enjoyed your response to my Brad Pitt reference! Luv, Andrea

Robert Pettit

Date: 1/23/2011 9:41:00 PM

You have a nice descriptive poem. However, it does not appear to be a monorhyme. It meets the qualification to be considered a "rhyme" poem however. Anyway, good work

Kris Walters

Date: 1/23/2011 5:57:00 PM

Beautiful rhyme on one of my favorite subjects! A Lovely read this evening! Best wishes, hugs, Kris

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 1/23/2011 5:33:00 PM

What a lovely poem, dear LNC. I envy the freedom butterflies and other winged creatures have. If we really love someone, sometimes we have to set them free. I like the way you described the "wings of gauze" and how they uplifted your spirits. I'm doing better today. (Think I made a new friend -- details later.) Thanks for the good wishes. I'll let you know how it goes. Love, Carolyn

Stephen Parker

Date: 1/23/2011 5:29:00 PM

Sweet dreams riding on the fluttering wings of a butterfly. A nicely-rhymed, free-flowing poem. You are a billowy mime! Nice ditty!