A butterfly lites on a rose
and knows
to follow the wind,
a leaf
and a stream,
life’s free flowing dream.
I have found
in your eyes a lack of disguise
that tempts me
to think,
once again,
trellised gardens
and swings,
wings
that flutter
flower on flower
we pass the hours
‘till ours
is but the moon and stars
reflecting;
butterflies sleep,
roots toil in the soil
of infatuation
and dreams
surpass
imagination.
A contest entry
- AMAZE ME!!!!! by Sue Cardwell.
1000 points, ended June 18, 2008, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Free Verse Frenzy (Prewites Only) by poetryality.
925 points, ended November 3, 2008, 51 entries
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Comments
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oh my.... sigh... this was dreamy....
Sends the heart to soar! The receiver of this beauty is very lucky.
Delila
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"tis I am lucky
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Oh.
'till ours is but the moon and stars reflecting...
I am speechless for the beauty in this verse. Thank you. ~Pamela
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Nicely done for the prompt, Sue is going to have a hell of a time judging. Best of luck to you...Scott
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Thank you for your entry, a beautiful poem and a joy to read.
All the best...Sue
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