Best Dainty Poems
hello hello
butterfly flutterby
epitome of symmetry
graceful & elegant
modest & innocent
whispering
hues & color
spreading loving cheer
a breath sweet kiss
a bit of bliss
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~HELLO BUTTERFLY~ 2020
AP: 2nd place 2022, 2nd place 2020, 3rd place 2020
POTD October 2, 2019
Submitted on October 1, 2019 for contest Writing Challenge, October - Butterfly sponsored by DEAR HEART- WIISHKOBE ODE - RANKED 1ST
Such beauty and so full of life,
she's flitting to and fro,
from plant to plant to find best perch
and put herself on show.
Sprawling in the midday sun
she is a splendid sight.
Her slender abdomen dressed in
metallic blue so bright.
Her wings are thin fragile fabric,
fine lace she must protect.
Her huge domed eyes focussed and keen
search around to locate
the fittest males upon the scene.
There's one with flying skill.
He plays the game of hide and seek.
Now, she joins in the thrill.
They fly off to the undergrowth.
In heartwheel there they play.
Now all her eggs become fertile.
A batch of them she lay
and after some minutes of rest
she starts another game,
but this time with different male.
This lady has no shame.
lands on my shoulder
dainty faerie dragonfly
brings spirit message
lighter than a wisp
afloat on a midnight breeze
delicate whisper
AP: 2nd place 2020
Dainty angelic butterfly
Were you seen by that passerby?
The strings of beauty you untie….
Making the garden weep and cry.
Formed by heavenly host on high,
You flit and glide as you pass by.
Although you be petite, small fry,
You make my heartstrings simply sigh.
As you float in the sheer blue sky,
Appreciation is not dry.
For our attention you do not vie,
I pause, and think and wonder why.
Your sassy attitude says “hi”.
Though you appear extremely shy.
You captivate us, and do not try
Please don’t go. I cannot say good-bye.
Dear dainty little butterfly flitting about in erratic flight.
I get but a fleeting glimpse of thee, tho' 'tis such a delight,
To see thee wafted by the winds as you flit about my lawn!
(Since you never settle down I wonder what you feed upon!)
How I look forward to thy daily visit with great anticipation.
Thou art one of the most exquisite creatures in God's Creation!
I marvel at thy aerobatic skill and I think it is my learned hunch,
That you are so adept at this so as not to become a falcon's brunch!
Don't get snatched by a mean old bird when darting to and fro!
Please watch thy six, little buddy, for I would miss thee so!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
Entry for Skat A's "Write About Butterflies" Contest
Like a soft breeze and tender soul you came
Tickling my heart, while playing a wonder game.
You have those sparkling and glittering eyes
Whither I could see the fairies dance, angels sing and I lost in a world of
disguise.
Your dark locks of hair, falling like a black cascade
Beguile me and make the darkness within me fade.
Your laughter, echo within my heart
And make my soul mystified as if mesmerized by a work of art.
You have that divine innocence
You have that charismatic essence
You are an epitome of perseverance and patience.
You are like the soft lily flower
Hidden in my hearts bower
You are like the tender dew drop
Which hangs amidst my world of dreams atop.
Your heart is as big as heavens glade
Where hatred fades and love is made.
You are a wonder creation of god
Descended earth from heavens abode.
Beautiful and marvelous for all reasons
Soothing and healing away all lesions.
Oh! Rejuvenating and beguiling effervescence
I bow before you in absolute deference.
You are the dainty soul who bids sorrow adieu
Oh! Dear lady wont you address to my mellifluous woo?
I saw her first on windswept plain
Her gold hair shone like sunlit grain
Her skin as fair as cloud above
A form that spoke to me of love...
She dainty stepped; I held my breath
My heart did gasp, a gasp of death
For she was lame, as lame could be
Would love still fain join her with me?
December 29, 2019
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Limerick : Once a dainty Milkmaid with hands like lead
Once a dainty Milkmaid with hands like lead
Milked a cow whose one eye was painted red:
She woke up terrified
Thought Dali Pasteurized:
Felt upturned moustache growing through her head!
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
She gives me a sassy knowing dare me grin as she begins to devour her ladybug sandwich.
I watch her crown nod up and down in rhythmic quiet as she eats in gargantuous bites.
In fascinated horror, I try to imagine taking my turn, and pretending a normalness.
I know what will happen if I balk in any way, even a blink, at partaking of the country’s delicacy.
I dare not offend, knowing I had better gobble mine down in gloriously grateful gulps.
The others in the hall have stopped eating to watch me, they are nearly silent now.
We all listen to the queen’s exaggerated chomping and gulping, meant to bully, and they do.
It would be a giant mistake to insult her majesty with close-minded ways. It is only a lady bug sandwich.
She gives me an almost imperceptible nod. It is my turn to make this dish look enormously delicious.
The masses are watching. Retching would be the largest insult, maybe punishable by death.
Not wanting to add a second of insult to their culture’s delicacy, I pick up my sandwich, picturing potato chips.
Salty, delicious, tiny bits of potato chips, I tell my mind. Only potato chips. And lady bugs! My mind yells.
I stop chomping, suddenly fearful. My mind is betraying me. I already have acid reflux. I wait in horror
As my delicious sandwich begins to rise, suddenly, and with a horrible feeling of dread.
The guards move forward with their machetes, waiting.
An ethereal lady visiting us!
She arrives magnificently dressed
In white silky laces, and exquisite silver jewellery,
Glistening and glittering, in a light feathery gown.
She breezes in dancing and prancing around the trees,
But gradually her angelic silhouette gets blurred
By a luminous veil - her dainty slender figure
Becoming translucent to our eyes...
With her celestial magic wand, she turns the tall
Evergreens gorgeously adorned with
Shimmering snow-pellets, each snowflake reflecting
Elation and ecstasy concealed and crystallized!
The dainty rose stood
proud of her tight thorns
fragrance in garden
truth
matters;
it provides
an assurance
to a dainty soul;
helps generate
love, hope, faith;
to nail
lie
2.6.2020
pink rose of sharon
dainty crisp garden delight
a dancing sweetness
A dainty smile in your eyes
Like a fresh flower in the morning
After the haze vaporized
Into my heart, slit the grinning
Pink lips raise a goodwill
Both cheeks alike the newly roses
Angel defined by a neat quill
Lovely piece has been composed
A dainty smile’s so touching
Differ to the others flower’s glory
Render a fantastic fostering
The sweet eyes energize my esprit
A happy laughing is wispy
Fast fades out, left a few outlines
Smile of hope is such dainty
I wish to pair with my humble life