Metamorphosis

he came towards me in the darkness
as though just walking by
his eyes were large and luminous
and he wore a butterfly tie
and those butterflies were moving
rhythmically pulsing things
that drew my eyes towards them
towards their moving wings
and suddenly they were flying
I could hear the wind sigh
as they whirled and swirled
and I heard the stranger cry
and shiver and quiver and fade
then just a pile of cloth
was where he’d stood
and a large and luminous moth
an awesome yet
enthralling sight
was climbing away
up into the night
and I stood there bewildered
and fearful in that lane
wondering and doubting
if I were still sane
I still don’t know
to this very day
but that memory will
just not go away
these dark nights now
I never walk alone
the night is full of perils
for a being on its own
he’d come towards me in the darkness
as though just walking by
his eyes were large and luminous
and he’ d worn a butterfly tie
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October 17, 2022 at 6:54 PM
Pygmalion in reverse ? A butterfly to a moth? Scary stuff ! You have convinced me to buy ties with polka dots but never butterflies ! Great story Terry, most intriguing. Thank you
Ireland Avatar
October 19, 2022 at 1:16 AM
Thanks Wendy - my village was an ancient place of mystery. As Great Granny Barker would have said, O should have long been asleep instead of wandering - there's no good done after midnight, and you didn't (daren't) disagree with her. Love -Terry
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