Saving the Butterfly

Butterfly precariously caught in screened in porch
Desperately struggling trying to get out, held captive
Can see her frolicking friends through mesh that confines her
Her wings are fluttering faster, she is truly stressed

She positions herself higher, hoping there is a way
Fluttering is futile against steel mesh of screen
I drag a ladder and a glass jar to her jail cell
A wasp flies close to my face as I capture butterfly in jar

I carry jar outside and release her, into the wind
She lands on concrete, then flutters off, free
Wasp finds his own way out a few minutes later
Angrily flying toward me. I go inside.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Mchattie Avatar
April 11, 2020 at 1:24 PM
The line 'butterflies are free you know' just came into my mind but I can't remember the song. Oh no. An ear worm. Wonderful wright my friend. Have a great and safe day.
Krutsinger Avatar
April 11, 2020 at 8:48 PM
I loved that song. Thank you David.
Warrior Avatar
April 11, 2020 at 9:40 AM
A lovely butterfly story...very captivating Caren...sometimes you amaze...stay safe and Happy Easter coming...from the Wingster :o)
Krutsinger Avatar
April 11, 2020 at 10:04 AM
Thank you- a true story from last Wednesday.
Wilson Avatar
April 10, 2020 at 6:51 PM
Great write!!! So glad you freed the butterfly!:-)
Krutsinger Avatar
April 11, 2020 at 10:05 AM
I was glad I did not get stung by wasp too
Brul Avatar
April 10, 2020 at 2:26 PM
I love the philosophy of this brilliant poem. Sometimes when we offer to lend a helping hand it turns out that all what we do isn't good enough...Brilliant piece..To my fave list. JCB
Krutsinger Avatar
April 11, 2020 at 10:06 AM
Thank you. I enjoyed writing this tale
Roper Avatar
April 10, 2020 at 1:41 PM
A lady in shining armor to the rescue. I love that you rescued the caged butterfly. Wasp , bees of sorts won't bother you not unless you scare them. Through the years I found that out. When I was young, I use to walk home from school and I had to walk by an orange grove. Of course, they were full of honey bees when in bloom and they never bothered me. Love the story. Stay safe.
Krutsinger Avatar
April 11, 2020 at 10:07 AM
Thank you Eve. Happy Easter.
Rodrigues Avatar
April 10, 2020 at 10:42 AM
Love the tug and pull of this poem! Nicely done!
Krutsinger Avatar
April 11, 2020 at 10:07 AM
Thank you Kim. Happy Easter.
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