Rose Butterfly Poems

O my glorious rival in love,
For I fell in the cosmic river of yours. 
I flew in the rhythm of darkness within, 
For finding my...

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My joy surrounds me with character 
beauty essence I bow to the on lookers 
I dance to the sweetest sound all over town  
of...

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I started out as a pretty rose bud,
the rains are coming maybe even a flood.
Then the bright sun will come out,
my pedals open up without...

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   Its fragrance,its aroma may 
              be felt  by...

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Spice tea is for me,  
hot with honey on a cold winter's day.  
Pretty pink rose cups,  
are filled to the top...

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Written: November 17, 2023 For Anoucheka Gangabissoon Contest
Butterflies are self-propelled flowers.~R.H. Heinlein
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I was...

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Shelves filled with all kinds of books,
will take a plain wall and make it pretty,
this makes real beauty for you and I.


Maybe some hot rose...

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As a child, 
I loved to watch Grandpa build. 
His basement workshop, 
was filled with tools. 
Tools hanging on every wall, 
wood neatly stacked in...

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Oh, friend once close, in passion's fiery dance, 
Now vanished, like a fleeting specter's chance.
Our paths diverged, collided in fierce fray, 
A tempest of rejection,...

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In a pretty rose garden we were having tea,                      the butterflies were kissing the flowers...

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It's nothing strange or new,
even butterflies kiss a lonely rose...
the tender way I kiss you
and tickle your gorgeous nose!

Smiles draw those stars to us,
moonlight is...

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From the underside of a milkweed leaf you appeared to me, oh butterfly
you spanned and metamorph before my eyes
from a tiny caterpillar to a creature...

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Quote By Poet: "A Rose Garden and Tea Time Go Together."

Tea time is for me,
sweetened by the big honey bee.
I love hot tea with crackers...

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Dedicated To: Joe DiMino 

An ultimatum flight giving fancy, to monarch wings 
of beauty and grace. 
Towards the blazing sun she travels deep 
into the...

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You have forgotten who I am
You, who held my hand
And led me to the waters of the world
When I was but a girl

You did not...

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