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Butterfly shadows


The world takes us away from today, and places
we'd rather be; time slips by, tomorrow’s no guarantee;
only now, precious memories and blinking of an eye.

As life holds still, empty heart reaches out,
to find its fill, like so many eager faces,
garden glows reflecting sunny traces in delicate hues.

There will always be an hour of day when thoughts drift,
happiness of mother's kitchen clatter, humming at my back,
at windows watching winds watery caress and soft colors.

Searching tops of fences, for approaching shadows
kissing pastel faces in fluttering breeze. Waiting with flowers
to share sweet dreams of a windy day and butterflies.



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  • SeptemberFaith
    October 26, 2008

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    This felt to me like a backflash, a memory from the past that found it's way into the mind and onto this page.

    "to share sweet dreams of a windy day and butterflies"

    This feels so whismical to me. Like floating or watching a private thought.

    Simply Splendid.
    Cris


  • grannyeri gold member
    March 29, 2008

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    Liked how you brought the thoughts back to butterflies and the title in that last line of your poem. Liked the flow and the sentiments expressed here.

  • ecrivain01
    February 5, 2008
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    Very nice ...

    and it seems as though you've managed to connect with the prompt well. Good job as usual.


    • Peteskid gold member
      February 5, 2008
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      Thank you Ecrivain-

      for your kind words, it was a wonderful prompt with many things to consider...PK


  • Utok Bulinaw
    February 5, 2008
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  • Utok Bulinaw
    February 5, 2008

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    What I like about your poetry is the clear, rich images you infuse into words. I like the "mother's kitchen" most in this one, reminds me of my childhood although my mother never really cooked. This sounds so far-away and dreamy; and definitely something a lonely heart wants to succumb into. Thank you for entering.


  • Mari Goes gold member
    January 29, 2008

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    'kissing pastel faces in fluttering breeze', loved that line! Your poem has that feel of stopping time and go back to places where we feel safe and warm.
    A sense of nostalgia written in such a soothing way.
    It flows nice and easy and the images come wonderfully out.
    Very well done!


  • GettingThroughDark
    January 29, 2008
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    Wonderul meaning


  • Laura Lamarca gold member
    January 26, 2008

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  • poetryality silver member
    January 26, 2008

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    I love the feel of your words, and the urgency to get the story out to the reader makes this poem one that has to be read at least twice... with the third time being the sure charm. Splendid!

    The alliteration and resonance of many lines here, makes me sing the words when read aloud. The imagery is a breathless vision. This is penned to perfection. I wish you well in the challenge.


    Much Love Always ♥

    Renee

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