Nectar Vector
butterfly sits serenely, it's wings unhinged
sucking sweet floral juice un-impinged
by matters bigger, of a more peopled face
emotions acrid alkaline, or bitter base
that many of those humans seem to display
'stead of slurping the juices of the day
caring not for gross domestic products
graduated taxes or other manly constructs
the butterfly only flies in search of mate
another of the species with which to relate
and a cup'o sweet nectar on which to go
flit flower to flower, drinking its Bordeaux
and sunning itself throughout heavenly days
slighting world concerns, taking come-what-may
oh, that I might learn the butterfly's ways
flying happily, inhaling flower's bouquets
© Goode Guy 2011-07-12
Copyright © Goode Guy | Year Posted 2011
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