Sunday, June 27, 2010

IMAGINE

IMAGINE

after the storm
the butterfly comes to the flower
covered with new pollen
in the valley of the mother's garden
near the bird nest at the crossroads
slowly, lofting with the wind
she soars higher than the pansies
smiling at us

15 comments:

Diane T said...

What a pretty butterfly! Definitely something to imagine!

http://troublebeingstrong.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-have-wings-of-bird.html

Mary said...

Wanye, what a beautiful poem. I love the picture you have 'painted' with words of the butterfly smiling as it soars!

(and thanks for commenting in my blog!)

1sojournal said...

What a beautiful gift to give your daughters at this time. Wonderful detailed imagery.

Elizabeth

Systematic Weasel said...

A wonderful poem! Great post! Thanks for sharing!

-Weasel

flaubert said...

Wayne what a beautiful poem and I am so happy to see you back!
Pamela

flaubert said...

Wayne so sorry about your loss!
Pamela

anthonynorth said...

You describe a wonderful scene here.

Victoria said...

Wayne, I like your images of beauty and butterfly transformation after the storm. The "mother's garden" imagery feels especially tender and the idea of "new pollen" hopeful.

Stan Ski said...

This must be what peace looks like.

vivinfrance said...

That is one very good poem: covers a world of emotion in so few words.

thelaughinghousewife said...

Simply beautiful.

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totomai said...

oh this is beautiful. it has a haiku-ish feel to it. it made me appreciate the simple things and events around me

姜志銘 said...

生存乃是不斷地在內心與靈魂交戰;寫作是坐著審判自己。......................................................................

DonA_Binett彥安 said...

成熟,就是有能力適應生活中的模糊。.................................................................

Erin Davis said...

So much precise and beautiful imagery in this little poem. Love it, Wayne!