I am the queen of beauty the common butterfly,
I spread my wings and flap away among the trees I fly.
My wings exhibit colours of green yellow and blue,
red, orange and brown
and even purple too.
I live in many countries and lands of different rule,
high up in the mountains or fields behind the school.
But I like the warmer weather which makes me feel alive, for in the mighty brutal winter I will never survive.
I feed on flower nectar and liquid from rotting fruit,
or a sip of forest water with a taste of sugary root.
My Latin name is lepidoptera known to many kings,
lepidos meaning the scales and ptera meaning the wings.
I hope to be remembered as I age and fade away,
but my image in human minds is forever there to stay.
Saleh Ben Saleh
Categories:
lepidoptera, beautiful, beauty, butterfly, color,
Form: Rhyme
I looked out my window,
At the gloomy grey sky.
When I saw a butterfly,
Flitting blissfully by.
Unfettered by worries,
Not shackled by woe,
A blithe Lepidoptera,
And its aerial show.
The patter of raindrops,
Fazed it not a bit,
Blithely it glided,
On my window did sit.
Ever so nonchalantly,
It fluttered its wings.
Not a care in the world,
What a fortunate thing!
If only my soul,
Could a butterfly be.
Gallivant in my small world,
Unburdened and free!
Categories:
lepidoptera, confidence,
Form: Rhyme
Golden curls catch the morning sun,
Festooned with shards of amber light.
Cascades with grace across her face,
An innocent smile of pure delight.
On a playground of soft green grass,
The sight of butterflies in the sky.
Fluttering things on fragile wings,
A child chases her dreams on high.
Weary of her tireless pursuit,
Lepidoptera land on leaves so bright.
A heavy breeze in laden trees,
Sends colored wings back on winds of flight.
Seeking out a new adventure,
But finding no other around.
Singing hymns upon tired limbs,
This little girl now homeward bound.
Categories:
lepidoptera, butterfly, child, innocence, tree,
Form: Rhyme
obscurity
Obscurant poems
Complicated word puzzles
Several meanings
Give poetry a bad name
For those who like clarity
Lepidoptera
Do you mean butterfly?
No, caterpillar
Or maybe a swimming style
Something of short duration.
Thank you very much
I shall treasure this always
Your profundity
But I fail to understand
The point of obscurity
Categories:
lepidoptera, absence, allusion, books, dream,
Form: Free verse
I remember childhood carousel mirrors,
antique, ornate, intoxicating, glimmering,
glinting, gleaming, turning,
calliope piping, toy top twirling, shimmering.
I remember all those early years of yearning.
I remember grainy analog TV,
pallid, pasty-faced, fuzzy vestiges,
wavy-gray shadow-shades so giddy.
I remember the vapid, vacant egregious,
the dull corporate thievery of the airwaves.
I remember polychromatic butterflies,
splodgy, splotchy, wavy, Lepidoptera,
dewy glorious mornings playing in a puerile land.
I remember wispy pastels, childish whispered chimera hopes.
We all wanted to believe in the carousel.
I remember wooden yearlings swirling,
ponies pumping, rolling, my resemblance careening,
my semblance of being aspiring in glittery silvery sterling.
I remember so many seraphs pirouetting,
all silently streaming, mercifully redeeming.
I remember childhood carousel mirrors.
Categories:
lepidoptera, childhood, dance, happiness, imagery,
Form: Rhyme
It's the time of butterflies to fly
angelic wings drifting hurried by
in the powdered blue clouded sky;
retrograde illusions left from spring
revolving a floating dance upon the wing
venturing into summer's fling;
hovering on echinacea cones
resting momentary brief never alone,
touching each water splashed stones;
Lepidoptera orange peached winged gilds
skipping flower petals imaginings fulfilled
rare and delicate lives quickly spilled;
sloe obsidian indigo shaped melds
barely a moment to be held
large and small and medium without bells;
awe and wonder at bespeckled migrating swallowtails
riding the gently salted sea wind sails
monarchs of the day uncompromised and frail,
grouped gatherings cluster to a southerly warm surprise
down to Mexico, the gulf and reflected in a child's eyes
the journey has begun and flight DNA memorized;
observe and watch, their efforts on the clock of need
spring north to breed and feed
leggy landings graceful on the summer milkweed
then south as summer fades away
with winters ready to chill their fate each day
for now, enjoy, let the butterflies play.
Categories:
lepidoptera, butterfly,
Form: Rhyme
flowers transform
words in poetic lust
moth- butterflies
lepidoptera
pupating in a chrysalis
death of a caterpillar
reflections of the blue sky
in the clear dirty lake
censored emotions hide
under the four corners of an
aging memory hermited
constant flow negligi-
ble dirt
Categories:
lepidoptera, allegory,
Form: I do not know?
Professor Pipi was an ornithologist
He kissed a girl with a curl and named her Just kissed
She was a bard of Lepidoptera
Wrote an epic on Zeus and Hera
Pipi read it and fainted and went to play whist
Professor Pipi /Limerick Copyright © Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty 16 November 2014
Categories:
lepidoptera, fun, nonsense,
Form: Limerick
The moth to the flame
Catarpillar to cocoon
Which death is greater?
Categories:
lepidoptera, allegory,
Form: Haiku
God made them just for our delight,
And painted each bright butterfly …
The flowers of the insect world …
Those wondrous lepidopterae!
Lepidoptera = the order of butterflies and moths.
Categories:
lepidoptera, animals, children, funny
Form: Epigram
A brown-winged Lepidoptera alights
My sweaty hand and tentatively flaps
Its delicate wings in morning sunlight.
What seemed to me a long time was perhaps
A moment or two that it lingered there.
It unfurled its proboscis and began
To dab and suck a sweat bead with great care
Unaware that it was the broth of Man.
I watched its skittish profile while it supped:
Its unblinking compound eye, antennae
Feeling the ambient air while lapping up
The last of the bead, turned and looked at me.
I said, hello you little butterfly
It then took flight and I uttered… good-bye!
Categories:
lepidoptera, nature
Form: Sonnet