Butterfly Poems | Examples of Butterfly Poetry

Salmon skies rise in the peripheral east Steely clouds linger then slowly dissipate Nightfall wanes, as the wide blue canvas brightens Light lifts the mood, on a summer’s day we’ll feast In afternoon’s heated blanket we’re caressed Umbrella blooms shade,...Read the rest...

kaleidoscope of butterflies fluttering wings around blossoms. ...Read the rest...

Quote By Poet: "Morning arrives when the brilliant sun first kisses the earth."      A new morning is now arriving the brilliant sun first kisses...Read the rest...

Shadows like a life that hides upon The butterfly effect on the pond— By young twilight, coming through a shriek, Nettle of the stillness changed and gone. From my shadow self, her meeting's gauze, Similarly a rippling cause, The secrets shadow...Read the rest...

Butterflies are a magical magentic wonder of our world's skies In many ways they are not dissimilar to us coming in all different colours categories configurations and size. Butterflies can't see their own wings they never know...Read the rest...

Expectations and like the many changing faces. We are constantly trying to fit the best one to put on. I constantly try to adjust one side and keep one's truth hidden deep inside. Embedded in...Read the rest...

Burgundy breaths beside blue brook Floating in air nearby blonde ambition natural ammunition Butterfly wings dipping sipping Daffodils dreams of yellow and cream Nectar refreshing little tongue Soaking drinking glowing from gold sun Tummy full and finally free To catch...Read the rest...

Butterflies flutter But tear drops fall I see you and my heart races But so does my head...Read the rest...

grinding sausage grinding teeth grinding pepper grinding ground beef elbow...Read the rest...

See …a monarch butterfly’s silently fast fluttering wings flickering shadows breaking sunbeams… — (with inspiration from Darlene DeBeaulieu’s poem “The Rain”) (c) sally young eslinger 7/9/2024 Thanks to...Read the rest...

The sun is up and coming in the morning, The moon is waving me a sad goodbye, The dawn of our solution, Is cleaning our pollution, With optimal collusion as we fry. I wonder as I wander in the sun...Read the rest...

black butterfly rash feel like deflated balloon lupus flare is back...Read the rest...

Have they heard The flutter of bright wings The birds are too scared to sing All the crumbles Of leaves on the trees When it’s not fall has everyone wondering Why is the world deciding to fall Why are there many wings...Read the rest...

I see butterflies In various shapes and colors Flapping over me....Read the rest...

Lillian's Echo Lillian’s Echo In the dayroom’s dim embrace, Lillian sat—a survivor etched in time. The air clung to stories, whispered secrets, and the lingering scent of suffering. She, the one-character legend, spun her tales—prose blabber, raw...Read the rest...