Kelly Vinal

Rookie (1967- / Homestead, Florida)

Butterfly

Poem by Kelly Vinal

The breath of dead man winter’s
Swirling vapors of the frozen -
Forging dendrites in the splinters,
Bringing rains, the rivers run.

Along those swollen banks we stroll,
To take account of winter’s toll -
Eviscerated, but his ghostly grip still lingers
In the frost that splits the soil.

Then amongst last season’s damage,
Rustling in decaying twigs,
Are little nests defying carnage,
Writhing in the planting sun.

And there I pause, to which they say,
‘let’s go, so what? ’
Because it’s all so annual,
So unspectacular -
‘But, ’ I argue, ‘that’s the reason
To enjoy this observation! ’

It’s a not-too-distant season
When these things will metamorphose -
Bursting from
Their bound-up selves
To migrate far away.

Breath of dead man winter’s faded -
Smelt of purpose as he’d fasted,
Now the milkweed’s in the sun -
And that caterpillar’s fatted, feasting -
‘Think I’ll stay, you run along.’


Comments about Butterfly by Kelly Vinal

  • Shimon Weinroth (9/29/2008 2:48:00 PM)

    excellent, wandering with you midst the harmony and disharmony of nature,
    musical and sonorous tones that would join with Frost(Report)Reply

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  • Ben Gieske (5/9/2007 7:42:00 AM)

    Felt I was right there with you, thanks to the imagery and detail and I chose to stay with you. Nature is full of wonder - worth the wandering. I like the fact that you used a book as a source. I like to do that.(Report)Reply

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  • Charley60 K (1/26/2007 12:37:00 PM)

    I enjoyed this write. In every time there is a season. Some seasons bring not so good and others more beauty.....I liked your ending. Take care.(Report)Reply

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  • Sarah Capella Smith (10/1/2006 4:24:00 PM)

    I like the language in this poem and the theme of a delicate transformation hence the title 'Butterfly', which I love in irony to fact that the language in this poem is so heavy. Beautiful =D

    ~x~Sarah~x~(Report)Reply

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  • Geoff Warden (8/21/2006 6:42:00 PM)

    Slendid rite Sir! I can only assume such beauty yet you have painted the perfect picture......(Report)Reply

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  • Nimal Dunuhinga (8/20/2006 11:24:00 PM)

    Splendid! Kelly your butterfly took me a long journey and I am not tired.
    What a lovely creature.They are very lucky as in their world no wars.(Report)Reply

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  • Cecil Hickman (3/1/2006 11:28:00 PM)

    very well written with great flow of words and excellent images.
    cecil(Report)Reply

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  • Simon Whild (10/22/2005 10:29:00 PM)

    My favorite passage in this poem is:

    Along those swollen banks we stroll,
    To take account of winter’s toll -
    Eviscerated, but his ghostly grip still lingers
    In the frost that splits the soil.

    What marvellous description! It reminds me of Ted Hughes, and I mean that as a sincere compliment!

    Overall though, a poem of regeneration and hope.(Report)Reply

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  • Norah Comerio (12/18/2004 8:55:00 AM)

    'little nests defying carnage' - Wonderful imagery! How seemingly insignificant, yet how strong they are in the face of a determined season's tempest.(Report)Reply

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  • Sandra Osborne (12/8/2004 6:51:00 AM)

    Very nice Kelly. I am in awe.(Report)Reply

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  • Herbert Nehrlich1 (11/28/2004 7:32:00 AM)

    Wonderful. Thank you.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 28, 2004

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 17, 2010