Treasure Island

Sallie Howson


Butterflies


The words are little
Butterflies
Fluttering around my head.
I catch them
Haphazardly,
Admiring their beauty
Then setting them free.
Beautiful, random words
Making no sense to me
But finally settling
Themselves into
A pattern
I can live with.

Submitted: Sunday, June 28, 2009

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  • Afzal Shauq (10/16/2009 4:17:00 AM)

    The words are little
    Butterflies
    Fluttering around my head.
    I catch them
    Haphazardly,
    Admiring their beauty

    a good poem and yes the words are really very small to express for butterfly tyle sweet ideas as you did here..liked it and its enough heart feeling poem with good idea..10/10 (Report) Reply

  • Afzal Shauq (10/16/2009 4:16:00 AM)

    The words are little
    Butterflies
    Fluttering around my head.
    I catch them
    Haphazardly,
    Admiring their beauty

    a good poem and yes the words are really very small to express for butterfly tyle sweet ideas as you did here..liked it and its enough heart feeling poem with good idea..10/10 (Report) Reply

  • Afzal Shauq (10/16/2009 4:15:00 AM)

    The words are little
    Butterflies
    Fluttering around my head.
    I catch them
    Haphazardly,
    Admiring their beauty

    a good poem and yes the words are really very small to express for butterfly tyle sweet ideas as you did here..liked it and its enough heart feeling poem with good idea..10/10 (Report) Reply

  • Susan Jarvis (6/28/2009 2:21:00 PM)

    A truly beautiful analogy - your 'butterflies' have settled into an admirable pattern in this little gem of a poem. S :) (Report) Reply

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