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THE MONARCHS ENGAGED US

 

The monarchs engage us. We amazed them. We’ ‘the colorful butterfly people'' saw silent fluttering hovering overhead, their duty to the flowers n trees was now shared with us, We eight colorful WOMEN vibrantly intoxicated them with our passion fruit.

We amazed them, we the beautiful colorful, butterfly of people...saw silent fluttering, hovering overhead. Riding on our rhythms as we danced. They remembered us from millennium's ago.

The butterflies thought we were amazing. The butterflies danced with us... We think they watched us watching them. And then joined in; They were riding on our rhythm, that music that we vibrated through the air, the lake was also keeping a beat with the chopping waves.

As 8 black women celebrating life...out in the woods, suddenly bonded with the butterflies. Monarchs on a mission, swarmed on us like friendly bees dancing in formation;

We unknowingly extended an open invitation.

They danced over us excitedly to: rolling on the river…

Obviously, ‘the butterflies thought we were amazing''!

The monarchs engaged us... We amazed them... Their duty to the flowers n trees now shared with ''the colorful, people they saw. We saw them silently fluttering, and hovering overhead.

Riding on our rhythms as we danced, they remembered us from millennium's ago with us...

We think they watched us watching them. And then joined in, riding on our rhythm, music vibrated through the air, the lake was keeping a beat with the chopping waves...8 black women; ‘’dancing to our chosen selections, celebrating life...dancing out in the woods.

Butterflies converged on us like sky swans diving in formation then hovered.  It was then we unknowingly extended an open invitation… obviously, ‘the audience of beautiful monarch butterflies thought we were amazing''!

As we danced and sang to the SUPREMES.

The Monarchs Engaged Us

THE MONARCHS ENGAGED US

The monarchs engage us. We amazed them. We’ ‘the colorful butterfly people'' saw silent fluttering hovering overhead, their duty to the flowers n trees was now shared with us, eight colorful and vibrantly intoxicated them with our passion fruit. We amazed them, we the beautiful colorful, butterfly of people...saw silent fluttering, hovering overhead. Riding on our rhythms as we danced. They remembered us from millennium's ago. The butterflies thought we were amazing. The butterflies danced with us... We think they watched us watching them. And then joined in; they were riding on our rhythm, that music that we vibrated through the air, the lake was also keeping a beat with the chopping waves. As 8 black women celebrating life...out in the woods, suddenly bonded with the butterflies. Monarchs on a mission, swarmed on us like friendly bees dancing in formation; 
We unknowingly extended an open invitation. 
They danced over us excitedly to: rolling on the river…
Obviously, ‘the butterflies thought we were amazing''! 
The monarchs engaged us... We amazed them... Their duty to the flowers n trees now shared with ''the colorful, people they saw. We saw them silently fluttering, and hovering overhead. Riding on our rhythms as we danced, they remembered us from millennium's ago with us... We think they watched us watching them. And then joined in, riding on our rhythm, music vibrated through the air, the lake was keeping a beat with the chopping waves...8 black women; ‘’dancing to our chosen selections, celebrating life...dancing out in the woods; butterflies converged on us like sky swans diving in formation then hovered.  It was then we unknowingly extended an open invitation… obviously, ‘the audience of beautiful monarch butterflies thought we were amazing''!  
As we danced and sang to the SUPREAMES.
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Barnette Avatar
November 1, 2019 at 3:06 PM
beautiful poem...I love the repetition and thoughts about societal issues...'watched us watching them...'
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