Shawn L. Bird

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poem- butterflies October 31, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:54 am
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She remembers long ago

when she’d catch his glances like butterflies,

flitting, fleeting, flickering glimpses,

darting from above a smile

of surreptitious wistfulness.

She’d swallow his longing

so the fluttering was within her,

and gaze back,

captivated, until they

trembled together

in the net.


17 Responses to “poem- butterflies”

  1. hooklineandinkwell Says:

    Ah, such a beautiful poem, Shawn…the use of alliteration certainly adds great flow to this piece and I love the simile and analogy…

    • Thank you.
      I think it’s now one of my favourites. 🙂
      (and think, it didn’t exist 3 hours hours ago. Something profound, like the life of a butterfly).

      • hooklineandinkwell Says:

        You are welcome…that’s how it is, sometimes…we write something ans say to ourselves “Wow, I just wrote that and I love it” …. yes, there is something profound in the brief waft of a butterfly’s life….

  2. nomnomonsterlife Says:

    Lovely poem. Maria x

  3. DeniseBalog Says:

    Drew me in to life with my own butterfly:) Still causes fluttering:) Beautiful.. Thank you for sharing.

  4. The verse is shaped like a butterfly wing. Tremble on.

  5. Really, really nice. Both what it says – and how you say it. Love the ending. 8^)

  6. Melody J Haislip Says:

    Simply beautiful and as delicate as a butterfly.

  7. Timitoku Says:

    Best love poem in a long time. Witty and poignant without sounding corny and overly sentimental. Oh people have whipped this discipline within an inch of its frail existence. So many lovers, so very few poets….

  8. This is my favourite poem so far, Shawn 🙂

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