The Butterfly

Written on April 14th 2025 for Mystic Rose Rose prompt Finish my Poem contest Mystic Rose Roses’ two couplets “As she drinks nectar from a flower, sweetness from heaven falls like dew Anointed with a gentle rain amidst sun showers she appears as if on cue Lifting her wings she lands on a Zinnia beneath a tinted sky of April blue Flight of fancy fanning fast, fabulous marvel, she is beauty true on true” My two couplets She dips where honeysuckle clings and rain has kissed the loam Her wings cast iridescent light that drift like silver foam The world beneath her arches close, seduced by wing and gleam Each petal shivers in her wake, as if touched by a stream.