Fritillary
I flit and flutter on the wind
blown as the spirit leads,
drawn by colour and intense needs,
my journee erratically unfolds-
I alight,spread my wings,
in still life,to make poets sing.
A sixain inspired by a garden view on holdiday recently and by Wordsworth poem 'The
Butterfly
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2010
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