Liilia Talts Morrison

Gold Star - 4,926 Points (August 20,1937 / Estonia)

Rainbows And Butterflies - Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

In days of youthful heady daze
I'd follow butterflies
and run through dewy reeds and fields
and hum sweet lullabies

And when I caught a butterfly
and touched its gold-flecked dust
I did not dare to think or care
it's frail life might be crushed

When summer rain drenched hair and clothes
I'd dance without my shoes
and often sought a rainbow's end
with colors to amuse

Now I am old and have regrets
from my foolhardy youth
those rainbows and fair butterflies
show me a fearsome truth

The beauty of a butterfly
can not be held or touched
nor can the rainbow play of light
be captured or be clutched

How painful was the loss of love
when I held on so tight
to a most treasured soul who fled
and left me in the night

How fleeting is the thrill enjoyed
in trapping what must soar
no one can hold it very long
or capture anymore

In days of youthful heady daze
I'd follow butterflies
and run through dewy reeds and fields
and hum sweet lullabies.

Topic(s) of this poem: youth


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Comments about Rainbows And Butterflies by Liilia Talts Morrison

  • (7/1/2016 11:37:00 PM)


    Beautiful dear poetess...............your poem is excellent, the concept and message is excellent...............now i take ants in water and in roads and in dinner tables in hotels or when I walk if see ant queues i stop and cross their paths, i try my best to save ants in my kitchen and work areas..............i know now what is the pain of pain of dying......................thanks you have a oceanic heart.............love the beauty and message of it....................great....................love it..........the fragility of fullness of supreme beauty when it becomes visible thing as butterful is very tender............and very softly....................moths, butterfly, it is gods fullness, very very tenderly to be handled..........i see in cartoons and tv children catching butterflies with nets and i feel like crying.................babies dont know, mothers should teach them.........or grannies...............or an act should be passed to protect birds............and insects tooooooooooooooo all living beings to protect the innocents.................the unhurting beings.......................... (Report) Reply

    Liilia Morrison Liilia Morrison (7/3/2016 8:56:00 AM)

    Thank you for these beautiful and caring comments on this poem. It's so nice to know other people are sensitive to the world we are born into. Poetry is a good way to share those sentiments. Wishing you a good day.

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  • Margaret O Driscoll (1/11/2016 4:10:00 AM)


    Profound and captivating, 'how painful was the loss of love when I held on so tight', only someone who has endured great loss could express it in such terms, 'how fleeting is the thrill enjoyed in trapping what must soar', Liilia, this is an amazing work of art, hugs across the ocean :) (Report) Reply

  • (12/5/2014 8:20:00 PM)


    Another great poem.
    I like your style (it's a lot like mine) .
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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 1, 2014



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