Caterpillar Poems

Pru was trying to keep the purple and yellow caterpillar safe.
But he refused to be socialized, kept running off.
So Pru put him back into the grass and tried to socialize a snake.
He sneakily slithered off, giving out a small cough.

Pru...Read More

Arrogant caterpillar
Thinking you are all of that.
We have a committee meeting.
You think you are phat!

What’s to be done? Your head is so big.
I know said the chairman.
Took a hammer and
Bam! Caterpillar arrogance smashed in all directions.

Committee meetings ran smoothly 
For...Read More

Oh, how wonderfully innocent
and juvenile, 'twas for me.
You, scooting surreptitiously.
closer and closer to me.
Like a soft, gentle caterpillar,
slithering and smiling.
Making its way home in the
still of the night.

I clutched my lovely, flowered
handkerchief.
Then my gold cross with a 
sparkling aqua gem...Read More

The Dalai Lama says “if you accept the possibility of future lives, then death is just like changing your clothes”


As the time 
in haste approaches
I can’t help
but compare
myself to
the caterpillar
marching
forward
forward
forward
sights on 
the miracle
of the chrysalid
blossoming
into
the
unfettered
butterfly     ...Read More

We were all waiting inline
 Long queue, a weary line 
 left to deal with enough patience.
 The girl sitting next to me was 
 Changing seats as one gets called in
 At the window. So did I. So, the...Read More

Are you felling sad?Don’t forget you entered the world crying the day you were born..
Are you feeling lonely?Don’t forget that you stayed in the womb all by yourself..
Are you feeling stuck with your life… don’t forget you stayed in your...Read More

Death is…
the cocoon
of the caterpillar
in sleep mode
preparing
for
metamorphosis



Submitted on July 27, 2019, for contest ONE SENTENCE METAPHOR IN FREE VERSE sponsored by JESSE ROWE...Read More

a caterpillar in leaf's hold
spins within walls of brownish-gold
emerges in whispering spry
now my wings can soar in the sky

landing within fields of soft white
pure beauty beneath dawn's mid-light
close my eyes...malinger in sigh
now my wings can soar in the sky

you unfold...Read More

Warm breeze lifts my face.
Bright sun's flash closes my eyes.
Eternal moment.

Two water balloons,
Perched in an open window.
Ah! I see a hand!

One family, five thoughts
About tonight's boiled rice.
Too sticky for me!

Great wind blows. Oaks sway.
Caterpillar freezes mid-
Step. Senses motion.

Echoes of tiny
Voices,...Read More

"Me"

Out of all the things in the world I could be 
I have finally accepted 
It's best if I'm me 
A caterpillar who soon
Went into a cacoon
And to my surprise 
I went from crawling
to flying like a beautiful butterfly
I was...Read More

After passing away or not we may be "Re-Engineered" "Genetically"into being an"Ant",rat,cat,dog,fly,or what ever living creature the "Creator" decides for us to be!!!!"everybody will have some kind of "Eternal Life",and some kind of "Immortality"!Why does the "Dog" chase the "Cat"?...Read More

metamorphosis
the caterpillar
earns her wings



posted on July 1, 2019...Read More

A butterfly shucks its chrysalis shell,
thus, its metamorphosis is complete.
And transformed by Nature's magical spell,
a caterpillar now joins the elite.

Flaunting beauty beyond an artist's brush,
its pallet of colors intensify.
For when it comes to art that makes you gush,
God’s masterpieces more...Read More

the caterpillar
somehow knowing
not to fear death



posted on June 29, 2019...Read More

I loved going over to Grandma’s not just because there was so much to eat and see
but I loved how she always has a book out and how she read to me.

I remember being so excited…sometimes she’d sit me on...Read More

It was Mona’s lucky day.
She found a four-leaf clover.
Faeries rarely do, for they are not supposed to look for them.
It is in the faerie code, but she accidentally looked up 
and there was a beautiful green one under a mushroom.
She...Read More

Butterfly
"Butterfly"

(Verse 1)

A caterpillar crawls 
Through it all
Some say they move slowly
But they continue to go
They start to grow
They start to change 
Nothing looks the same
A different view 
For you to see
Something so carefree 
That’s us 
Yes we try 
The final...Read More

The morning of the spelling bee
I simply did not feel like me
The teacher said, to my surprise
“I think you must have butterflies”

So naturally I saw the nurse
Who looked inside and said “it’s worse”
I had to see a doctor soon
Inside of...Read More

sunshiny hillside
amazing caterpillar
by the apple tree


spring summer blossoms
of green, wild apples eating
the children they are 


6/15/19
written by
James Edward Lee Sr. 2019© ...Read More

Please be strong for me
so we grow in courage
marching towards the light

Let this final chapter
of our life together
flow as aged wine

Let’s go down in blazes
living each day
like we have no fear

Thankful for the luck
that followed us in youth
taking nothing for...Read More

LET’S TENDS TO OUR FRIEND CAREN 

Caterpillar in chrysalis,
mummified pain,
sleep it off.

Doze o beautiful butterfly,
wings clipped
but for a raging season.

Fair garden waits,
as your friends
tend to pests,

at your behest,
and string pretty things
that will win your smile.

Fly, with your similitude of pattern,
delighting...Read More

Caterpillar
homely, lowly
crawling, creeping, spinning
tomb, cocoon, struggle, birth
emerging, fluttering, ascending
elegant, delicate
Butterfly.

6/7/19

submitted for Sparkling Diamonds Poetry Contest sponsored by Joseph May...Read More

Translated by Przemyslaw Musialowski 5/30/2019

And here's the photo: a willow that does not cry
a pond in which poverty is looking at herself like a man
hair like thatch on this tawny-colored head
and a grasshopper that does not jump anymore

because everything seems...Read More

For children, summer is swing sets and slides,
ice cream or snow cones, carnival rides,
the school bell’s last ring as kids flee the school,
hot dogs at ball games and days at the pool.

It’s pitching a tent and eating s’mores,
then down at...Read More

A boring life to always eat, 
and have to clean so many feet. 
Humped up among the forest green, 
I munch my way to sights unseen. 

Who knows the sorrows of my heart? 
I don't have time for love or...Read More