Butterfly Poem by jonsie white

Butterfly

Rating: 5.0


Butterfly crept upon my shoulder,
eyes leap to her instincts kicks in,
mistaken for a bee, slam! ! !
Instantly, I recoil in regret, as
I see my hand tinged with beauty.
Blood, pieces of her wing, black,
due to my paranoia, of things like bees.
Sadly,
the source no more, time to wash
my hands.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kimberly Strothman Anderson 22 December 2005

Poor Butterfly, OUCH. Very vibrant in your description. I felt it all the way to my cheek

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