With a smooth movement
the light-weighted beauty glides past
those hunting charmers,
perches on cattle
and moves away
causing a mild sensation
The butterfly settles on
the leaning flower
lapping up the nectar
before any livid bird
could make a claim
With a smooth movement
the light-weighted beauty glides past
those hunting charmers,
perches on cattle
and moves away
causing a mild sensation
The butterfly settles on
the leaning flower
lapping up the nectar
before any livid bird
could make a claim
They are such amazing creatures. You’ve captured them well…
I especially loved the words: “the light-weighted beauty” – gorgeous…
They are beautiful and super-fast:) Thank you, Carolyn:)
Lovely words…but the photo… magnificent…
Thank you so much for the comment on the poem:) but for the photo..the credit goes to morguefile:))
I saw my first butterfly of the season yesterday, it flew right onto my hand.
Lovely post.
Oh! There was a butterfly in the nearby garden..it was following me as I walked:) Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts:)
Another of your pristine and beautiful nature poems – superbly illustrated.
Most comfortable with writing nature poems:) Thank you very much, Ken:) Waiting for your next post
So stunning Vera ~ both photo and poetry…. those “haunting charmers” never cease to amaze me in their magic ~ xo RL
Thank you so much for the comment on the poetry, Robyn..They are amazing creatures:) Vera?? My name is Padmini:)))
Nice
Thank you very much, Boomie:)
Vera, thank you for stopping and liking a recent post. This is a beautiful post and poem. I look forward to following your poetic journey.
Take care,
Ivon
Thank you so much for your kind words, Ivon..
Lovely 🙂
Thanks for stopping by once again, LuAnn.. and thank you:)
This is nice…
Thank you very much, RJ, for your kind words
colourful!
Thank you, Soumya:)
Very hard to describe – the fragile, light movement, and you made your butterfly float – carefully and beautifully…and nice ending! I see it almost as a little jab at yourself, the poet there, with her poem controlling her, faster than her, because your poetry, dear nightlake, is usually written by the bird in you!
the butterfly floating – that is a very beautiful interpretation..and you are so very kind in your comments:) thank you so much for that.. well, I can think and draft faster than I speak:) Thank you once again for your encouraging and motivating words:)
Beautifully written about butterfly, you captured the image of them perfectly
Butterflies always hold a fascination…Thank you so much:)
this is so very gorgeous! how could i miss this poem?
oh..you didn’t miss anything:)) thank you always for your appreciation:)