Visual Prompt Provided by Magpie Tales |
Butterfly
She whispered
to the dark shadow
passing.
Flutterby
She spoke
to the sense of doom
looming.
Flutterbye
She said
to death entering her
thoughts.
I
am not ready
to die.
J. Binford-Bell
January 2015
LOVE the visual!
ReplyDeleteAre we ever ready for death?
ReplyDeleteHopefully, death will fly in another direction.
ReplyDeletePositive thinking. You tell 'em!
ReplyDeleteoh yes! just keep going-do not stop!
ReplyDeletePerhaps the soul can flutter further, though and reach new heights?
ReplyDeleteIf a butterfly could speak or write, it would say exactly this! Let me live! Longer, please! I really like your title too! So fitting to the butterfly tale/fate.
ReplyDeleteI like the way you used the different incarnations of butterfly as a structure for the poem. Nicely done.
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Eerie. I liked the way you gave the character's resistance strength--turning the darkness into something small as a butterfly and as ephemeral.
ReplyDeletevery well done!
ReplyDeleteOh yes always think life
ReplyDeleteMuch love...