Butterfly At Noon Poem by james watkin

Butterfly At Noon

Rating: 5.0


Sun flickered; no more demonstrably
Blown of one silk thread o'er
The whole of his wing'ed motion
Cocoon-spun did as shudder.

With shock of relaying, to trace
With scream borne on, relative
To what in world's ending is felt!
And if heard, heard reactive!

Thursday, March 5, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: butterfly,fear
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
John Ahern 05 March 2020

Hi James, well written, words to make us think.

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John Ahern 05 March 2020

Words to make us think, as always, thank you Robert.

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james watkin 07 March 2020

Thanks so much john

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Bernard F. Asuncion 05 March 2020

A well penned poetic expression.....10+++++👍

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