Butterfly Confusion Poems

Focused on the butterfly without wings 
A beauty that is yet to be realized 
Comforted by the cocoon wrapped in ridicule 
For only time will...

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winds whirling clouds about
within the confines of this mind
stirred emotions in motion
stagnant waters notwithstanding
spinning all perspectives askew

after the pub crawl
where will we land
if not by...

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Butterfly

Butterfly sweet, 
lovely wings of gossamer gold. 
Stretch your tips to the stars, 
as that is the reality of freedom. 
Glide for hours above the...

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just because a truth appears abstract ~ simply means it merely belies

   thought the moth looking at his shadow ~ believing he’s a...

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Please excuse my putrid frame 
Clutching my face as I collapse 
My eyes glaring red into my grasp

Silent violence 
Ever bleeding in a garden 
Like...

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[winked the passerby
  kissing a ghost only
  seen by jaunt eyes]

below
Soul to Soul in heaven
body to body in mud
teens teaming furnace
creating new suns
ate...

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Agape brain, there is a deep abyss, dull and endless.
But, I'm falling, acquiring whatever may be blessedness.
Conversely, there is only a void, and I am...

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I
In a way, He cannot enjoy the physical world
Fallen Eden or Fallen Earth, though he gave them birth
So he grows eyes where caterpillars have legs
But...

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COOL CALM CHAOS

           Eager egrets hopping on mossy glossy grass of desert
   ...

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Stain.

                        ...

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Let go -  and fly
Every morning Rising Like Displaced ether 
Merging into the miracle of life
Such grandeur I cannot guess 
Why We are blessed...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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I have wings but cannot fly,
I feel them clinging strongly on to me,
I sense their flying potential,
But still I seem not to fly.

I'm a mature...

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Brain isn’t working, 
sawdust between my ears,
All the connections broken, 
can’t go through the gears,
I really am stupid,
more dense than railroad tracks,
A haze has descended,...

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Christmas Past...

I would bake all night;
cookies, cakes, pies and the like. 
I would put things together, 
that had no instructions, 
at least in any language...
that...

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