Moth

MOTH Unsung butterfly of the night Seen only in the murk Eschewing the sunlight Pale-skinned, huge-eyed, he will lurk, His bulb-drawn silent face- A morlock of the world of flies Displayed in night-black case - Against the cold glass lies.

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Jon A Cavanaugh

Date: 9/22/2013 4:13:00 PM

What an incredible descriptive poem. I especially enjoyed your unique reference to a moth as a morlock among the world of flies. Great piece of poetry here.

David Nickle Read

Date: 7/2/2013 4:39:00 AM

Finally, a worthy poem of the humble moth, I love watching them of an evening, now your words will flutter with their wings for all. Beautiful! Read ;{>

Ilene Bauer

Date: 7/1/2013 12:20:00 PM

nice one, sidney! i especially love the first 2 lines...

The Situation

Date: 7/1/2013 11:58:00 AM

yes impressive.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/1/2013 8:33:00 AM

This is very impressive way to write of the moth, Sydney. So good to see you post a poem!!