Time Caterpillar Poems

I crawl slowly to my destination
sometimes it may feel an eternity
As time stands still

In a standstill of time
I feel odd
Not sure what my body is...

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Time tells if caterpillars fly
Time tells when they become butterflies
What do the become, flies?
And time limits their fly
What do they tell in time 
The judge...

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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...

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The caterpillar she crawls around and around
Wondering when he'll come home to lay his head down
She cooked and cleaned and is awaiting for he
But there...

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inching down a leaf
you nibble voraciously …
time for your afternoon nap

hanging from a twig
wrapped in a pure silk blanket
metamorphosis occurs

butterfly hatches
wings unfold in warm sunshine
dazzling...

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I'm a lonely caterpillar
And tree is my home
I'm a lonely caterpillar
I envy my fellow youngsters
I'm a lonely caterpillar
I watch them grow as adults
I'm a lonely...

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Oh hairy, striped, hungry worm;
It's your business your about.
By fall you'll be a fluttering moth,
Once you've turned inside out.

Until then sit and rest awhile,
Upon that...

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I lazily stroll on a leaf,
carrying my fatty weight with me,
wondering how beautiful the butterflies are.

They tell me that they were once like me,
carrying their...

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Down the bottom of the garden, amongst your vegetable patch
my entry to this world, from a larvae did I hatch, no bigger than a tip...

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intuitive pecuilar &
glancing great gestures
peering about- i see
you whispershout
taking teeny tiny pieces 
of me at a time
i'm a puzzle frazzled
can't stick together- you
can't see any...

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Brown Caterpillar

Seated on a wooden bench
Enjoying the view overlooking Cherry Lane
I look down and notice
The undulating crawl
Of a brown caterpillar
Inching its way towards my feet

It...

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Lemon leaf holes chewed
by caterpillars stuffed fat
in chrysalide sleep......

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Cocking a small blue shovel in her hand,
my four-year-old, Amanda, chops earth
in the garden.  It is warm, a moist thing
to our digging.  We...

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Inching along through this world disenchanted
Oh what cruel fate has bound thee to this earth
An ordinary life is not for you
A shining star in the...

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