Chasing butterflies

smell pink rose

every green
nourishes me
pulling me further
from the gray
fuchsia and coral
begonia and mother-of-pearl

GE

oh what a whirl
of sight
sound
and color
after paltry days of torpor
I tend to grasp at

bee in rose

so I learn here
what it means
to fill up with joy
I’m a girl
he’s a boy
chasing butterflies
across sun-dappled foliage

GE

 

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10 thoughts on “Chasing butterflies

  1. Beautiful whispers of Spring. I love the colors, especially the Monarch butterfly sitting on the yellow flowers and the bee crawling inside the rose. The tree outside my window has its first tiny buds.

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