A Moth Wonder Poem by JOE POEWHIT
A Moth Wonder
I sit in a supreme bliss.The world spins around in it's full
perfection. My mortal eyes fall upon a moth. There fluttering
before the presence of my mortal eyes. Captured nd
floating upon a fluttering air. It seems to have but little care.
Only to flutter upon the open air. What now, I see a tiny
look of beware.
Looking at me while it orbits my head. Maybe wondering if
I am really dead. A wave of the hand, to keep it still.. An
air-wave, seems to give it a thrill. Onward the moth flutters
away. Only to hide for another day. I'll sit and wonder why?
Only a moth or something, more sly.
2004
Moths are great as your poem Joe! And many thanks indeed for your lovely comment.
Onward the moth flutters away. Only to hide for another day. how nice.10 marks. shan
Hey Poewhit.... tis a HYMeNoptera metamorph that you sing here.... that takes a moth of wonder, to the mother of all wonders... entomololgy bite me! ! !
My first encounter...A moth wonder, ...so captivating...looking forwards to read more..! Thanks
Captivating read, full of imagination. Loved it! ; D
Looking at me while it orbits my head. Maybe wondering if I am really dead.... lot of things for hidden message.. really nice one o understand and capture imagination.. I enjoyed it full....10
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I would like to translate this poem
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A page from a tick of time...ready to crystalize alas no branches in your hair, images galore nice, regards