Butterfly Poems Poems - Poems about Butterfly Poems

The raw madness waits in my secret garden, where pretty flowers bloom all year long. Where the bees and butterflies, suck the nectar to fill their tiny tummies. Words fill my mind and heart, telling me what to write. Where the red birds stop by to sing, singing in perfect harmony. I hear rhymes and then free verse, as I begin to write. As I...

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Hues and fluttering, Beauty in a microcosm, In and out of sight. An egg first; and then Caterpillar; then in womb; Then I rise, I fly. Scent of pheromones; She glides and circles and soars He showers his love. ...

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Nestlings I write best Close to the vest I attest It’s what I know Best In my nest It’s what I Behest I write best Close to the vest Be my guest I’ll unload My chest Be just like An inner inquest I write best Close to the vest Just sit tight I’ll feed ya The rest Bill MacEachern 03/24/23...

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Write me a poem of good things Things that are golden to write Sing me a sonnet of butterfly’s wings Wings that are fresh in their flight Send me a message on moonbeams That I can read in the dark Paint me a picture from out of a dream A blaze from out of a spark Give me the gift of a strong...

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In the Whispering Night by Michael R. Burch for George King In the whispering night, when the stars bend low till the hills ignite to a shining flame, when a shower of meteors streaks the sky, and the lilies sigh in their beds, for shame, we must steal our souls, as they once were stolen, and gather our vigor, and all...

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A butterfly danced through the crisp air of the northern United States. She may have been cold, but she loved the cold all the same. Chills and snow are so much better than the blistering heat, that’s what she thought.. The snow was beautiful, the wilting flowers were oddly beautiful in their own way, it...

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