He'll eat white mulberry leaves
it's softness...dose not compare
he spins the luster silken threads
to whom ?...today, will wear
She wears her dress of finest silk
a special day, some say
her swept up hair, red sandals too
how graceful... she looks today.
It's way of life ,traditional Art
tea ceremony, she'll take a part
her beauty, love and harmony
all perfect... just like a symphony
It's a come of age, a ceremony staged
her kimono painted...in pastels shades
for weddings, funerals, graduation too
its her first kimono...all brand new
also boys and girls ,will take a part
from seven ,five and three
their kimono red, of finest thread
by silkworms, master weaver said
lets leave this scene, of finest silk
of beauty, love,...serene
we will visit them another day
its gracefulness ...now seen
Categories:
silkworms, culture,
Form: Rhyme
Oh Mourning Cloak butterfly, to where and to whom do you fly
Oh Admiral Butterfly, so many mirrors to count before you die
Oh Jezebel Nymph I love the way you sit on a summer's love flower
by a pipturus mulberry tree, where love blooms without cower
Oh silkworms of beauty eating mulberry leaves, thick as thieves
spinning cocoons warm as rain by a mountain of mulberry leaves!
Oh Monarchs, you with your autumnal colored wings of flaming geest
I love the way you flit around the mulberry tree like angels at a feast
Oh Mulberry tree how majestic thou art, standing by the rivers edge
it is here that I stand in beauty like the sun, taking my last pledge.
Categories:
silkworms, appreciation, butterfly, tree,
Form: Couplet
Larvae of certain Butterflies
exhibiting a real surprise :
eating only mulberry leaves ,
though it is too hard to believe !
Larvae silkworms , that special !
Mulberry trees truly crucial
in their typical life cycle,
necessarily means own style.
Larval stage is caterpillar
chewing leaves, so peculiar !
Metamorphosis on next step
butterfly taking its nice shape !
All butterflies follow this norm.
to attain its full mature form,
chewing leaves as caterpillar
but butterfly sipping nectar.
This is the natural story
but for silk worm category
Mulberry leaves : only selection
They were left no other option.
Categories:
silkworms, butterfly,
Form: Rhyme
Mulberry trees, the symbols
of abundance and beauty,
bear sweet and very juicy
white, pink, or purple berries!
The white mulberry leaves are
the food sources of silkworms.
These trees are hailed,
since time immemorial
as the trees of life,
and herbs of immortality!
Butterflies, the symbols
of metamorphosis, grow ~
moving from caterpillars
to beautiful winged creatures,
passing through difficult times!
Their delicate beauty,
and graceful flight is seen
as tokens of elegance, and joy!
They represent freedom,
endurance, and love!
Categories:
silkworms, 5th grade, beauty, endurance,
Form: Free verse
(Mulberry trees talk among themselves
About the butterflies that ignore them)
Butterflies love oaks, elms, and willows; we know.
They play hide and seek with their leaves tinged with snow.
Do they flee from us because we are crook-barked?
Around us, lethargic crows and eagles fly.
They think we cherish their melancholic cry.
Aren't, yet, in their blunt fondness too, our hearts sparked?
Our stems, leaves, blossoms, and fruits are versatile.
Do our toils to feed frail silkworms go futile?
Why should we be tied down by uncertain lures?
Aren't dragonflies and hoverflies precious too?
Shouldn't, to each creature, our concern be true?
Isn't existence beyond all ecliptic blurs?
Categories:
silkworms, life, nature,
Form: Rhyme
My love like steel and silk
cuts through you
splutters your blood
watermelon juice down a throat
Wipes it with yellow silken ribbon
for you to suck afresh
that you may find your
Godly seed within
My love like dragonflies and bees
silently landing on stamen or pistils
alchemising nectar into patterned
dust upon transparent wings
Earth rewards my love with morning glory
steel severs sunflower stems
silkworms crawl into a wet rose centre
pollen stolen in sparkling dew
My steely silken love refreshed
from your flowered stickiness
Categories:
silkworms, 12th grade, emotions, extended
Form: Free verse
a chill breeze
whispers of winter
a squirrel’s tale
a cool fog hovers
a snake lays motionless
awaiting the sun
a bell rings
yellow crusted kid pods
heed its call
September roses
blush at Winter’s entrance
a soft kiss goodbye
the Maple shivers
as a frost stings her fingers
spring sap withdrawn
a fading sun sighs
as Druids watch the shadows
the seasons unfold
((old stories retold))
Silkworms
knitting turtle necks
for earth worms
John G. Lawless
©10/8/2022
Categories:
silkworms, autumn, nature, seasons,
Form: Senryu
Spin Now an Angel’s Gown
Dedicated to Father Johnnie E. Ross
When a tree so desires to sing and dance,
It becomes a home for the fabric of angels’ gowns.
Go,then, and as you pass that place —
Along the trail where you linger in wonder —
By your favorite white mulberry tree,
Where the silkworms were brought
To feast on favored leaves...
Pause
And, please, take a knee to God
For me.
So blessings may come from your interceding whispers
About my confessional pleas for mercy;
About my screaming hopes for healing. And
Speak, too, my praises and thanksgivings
For the blessings of my life and still living...
In all faith, voicing sacred verses, please
Touch the heart of Jesus.
~ Wells may spring!
Clouds may gently let go their rain onto
Vines that may reach swiftly on beyond reason.
And, notice! Wafting over you
From the mulberry branches,
The dappling dance of the leaves’ shade
With the splattering of sun in-between,
Inspiring your soul to sing
For my healing.
*****. *****. *****. *****. *****. ******
Thank you, Father Ross. And
Thanks be to God.
(C) sally Young eslinger 8/2020
Categories:
silkworms, christian, faith, health, imagery,
Form: Free verse
Sericulture in
Japan, silkworms eats leaves of
mulberry for silk
Date: 06/14/2019
Categories:
silkworms, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Haiku
A small caterpillar was questing for the food
It entered the obscure region to search
Fortunately a man escorted the kid
and kept it in a box to end its quench
It was like a bolt from the blue
to see the box full of caterpillars
They enjoyed well and never knew,
the man who escorted, was the killer
The pupal stage had come
Every caterpillars dreamed to fly,
entered into the cocoon home
promised one another to meet in the sky
The man suddenly wrenched the chrysalis
immersed them in the hot water
and annihilated the pupas and their dreams.
He is doing the business of sericulture
He used to rescue the eggs of silkworms,
rear it merrily like a mother feeds the milk
wait until they attain the pupal form,
put in hotwater to separate the threads to make silk
Poor silkworms in the hotwater died.
Their dreams were long
and their desires were wide
They asked people,"What did we do wrong"?
Categories:
silkworms, butterfly,
Form: Rhyme
I came about when the world was hot and embroiled in a rumble.
When transit men carried all they had in a frayed bundle.
When steel was gold or so I was told, and silkworms are of quietude, for less the people that need them.
When Swinging On A Star was the national anthem.
When sugar was rationed, and horse meat the staple, and vouchers held the value of money.
From heart distress, we wonder how relentless thou art in a promise of milk and honey.
I was carried into my teens by voluntary ships on raging seas, and I was cognizant of stiff black bodies hanging from Southern trees under incidental nights.
It was when I was shaken into the consciousness from the cries of freedom marchers, who claimed the thunderous moments of the Northern lights.
My soul has grown deeply grievous of the unrighteousness of humanity.
For it is from dust we came to dust we return in a nation of sand.
Excerpt from A Float with Memories by Mary E.W. Stephenson
copyright 2002
Categories:
silkworms, life,
Form: Free verse
There was truly nothing left to do in this place ?
But try and paint since joy as dreams had vanished
Her novelty slipped away ? A pendulum of vague slicing
Through time's wreckage left drifting atop florids sophist sea..
Deciphering her silkworms cocoon; spun amid a glissade of words.
Categories:
silkworms, art,
Form: I do not know?
CHINESE SECRET LOVERS
Bold frogs croak
Garden pond danger watch
Carp smile deep
Lovers halt
Frog-beckoned silkworms weave
Worlds vanish
Victoria Anderson-Throop ©1/3/13
Categories:
silkworms, life, love,
Form: Haiku
an old man's mouth
nose dives
the slumping drawbridge
of an flattened fortress
rocketing obscenities fallout
fissioned lips as overtaxed
silkworms labor on
spinning cesium shrouds
to hide our dead
from presidential eyes
Categories:
silkworms, political,
Form: Free verse
An Asian girl is a beautiful princess in her own right. She's the crown jewel in the lives of all American guys, even me. Even though this awesome Asian girl doesn't have a crown on her head, she's still a princess in my eyes. It seems to me that she's the type of girl that I really want to be with, especially when we're going to get into a serious relationship in the near future. Whether she's either Chinese, Japanese, Taiwanese, Korean, Thai, Filipino, Indonesian, or Malaysian, I still want to be with her. When I tend to look at her eyes, they look like a pair of black diamonds. And when I see her beautiful face, it's like looking at the face of an attractive angel. Her hair is so soft and smooth, it's like holding a silky cloth made entirely out of silkworms, especially when they're known for making good cloths. If only this Asian girl knew that I had so much love for her. And if I see this beautiful Asian princess (Chinese, Japanese, Taiwanese, Filipino, Indonesian, Korean, Vietnamese, Thai, or Malaysian), I'd express my love for her. I hope fate will bring us together soon.
Categories:
silkworms, girlfriend-boyfriend, love, romance, girl,
Form: Epic
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