Sonnet Butterfly Poems

A wild green mass

Full of flowers and butterfly's 

Full trees, bushes and grass 

But then it all dies 

A dark, lost world 

Polluted beyond repair...

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Gently smile along when the flowers grin;
Freely fly along when butterflies glide
Divulge the veiled exuberance within;
Set your worldly tribulations aside.

Pace along with ever ebullient breeze;
Crazily...

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Unearth answers about the afterlife;
consider worlds where life starts with water.
Ever evolving to overcome strife,
learn to live with nature's proper order.

Without it, you'll miss that...

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I am now "away from the noise,"  
my fruit gum I am chewing.  
Sitting here wondering what the boys,  
could be doing.  

 
 
Now all unpacked,  
a book I...

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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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Pale brimstone
on days windblown
hover flower to flower
ducking Spring's sudden shower

Common butterflies so blue
each season,two generations new
small heath,argus,marbled white
&speckled brown,slow in flight

Winter's caterpillars green &small
fragile miracles,to...

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Summer is the season that brings forth buds and blooms,
When every hill and vale in green livery, clad,
When the busy bee around opening flower zooms,
And...

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My many many thoughts linger, 
in the dusting of the springtime, 
I turn pages with my finger, 
I love to read each loving rhyme. 

...

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Oh gentle and harmless creature with wings!
Didst thou the most delightful message bring,
or didst thou the wordless serenade sing?
Thou pleasant kisser whose touch never stings;
angelic...

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Spring is the time to venture out and play
the pretty flowers are wearing the bees
maybe it is bright and sunny all day
early morning may come...

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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...

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AC Benus translation of "Indeß ich hier im Grünen mich erfreue"
by August von Platen


While I delight myself here in the green wood,
I call unto the...

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The old rusty gate                                         ...

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What’s the time?

The dictator is obsessed with time
he has thousands of wrist-watches and wall clocks
showing the time in different time zones.
At noon, he checks the...

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Be it a tiny butterfly flutters near wild flowers
Or big fat flying foxes hanging off the lofty trees
Be it a family of bulbuls relishing showers
Or...

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