Surprise Birthday Blues Butterfly
Birthday blessing in depression’s big surprise,
Writing on a “Birthday Blessed Blues” poem line:
“On rainbow butterflies dancing wildflowers.”
Later to have someone find a dead butterfly
Among personal things in a closed garage basement.
Butterfly laying flat, as if, just mounted for show,
One side perfect, the other slightly torn.
Poet’s car contents on a temporary storage floor
Upon friends giving a Poet a home from bills
From motels in surviving, ones forced retirement.
Box, where the day before, nothing was there,
On a Birthday, a Poet receives a dead butterfly.
So special a gift in a divine sign to fight on
For those dancing wildflowers poetic dreams
Writing lines of two sides of De-Termination.
Oh poet, spread one’s wings and fly the words
One wing may be flawed, but it is flying so proud.
So must the Poet, having been blessed in a sign
That birthday depressions of weathering age.
Create sunshine, where they can dance Free Spirited.
Oh butterfly, inside a special keepsake small box.
Join me on my journey of inner flight verse, where
Somewhere in America not on company time;
One can find that American Artmosphere’s tranquility
Where Liberal HeArts Beats sing on
Freedom ‘n Democracy,
Star spangled banner ‘n
Free Speech writing.
Yes, butterfly fly with me in spirit
That somewhere above my HeArt
Another has blessed a child of verse
That in a world of Kitchen Sink prose
Diplomacy that Poetry can instead create love.
David L. Young 05/02/08©
De-Terminated poet, somewhere in America not on company time