My Butterfly
Outside my window,
you grace my view.
Sweet exhibitionist,
so drawn to you.
You flit and flirt,
with true abandon.
So starkly beautiful,
you can't be random.
So exquisitely you fly,
I want to join you.
I want to pirouette,
in the sun, too.
I'll pray to Buddha,
that in the next life.
I'll emerge from my cocoon,
and make you my wife.
For in my life,
nature no longer rules.
If I dance in the garden naked,
I'm carted off with the fools.
Since when did carefree,
become against the law?
Since when did freedom,
become shock and awe?
As I watch you stark naked,
displayed for all to see.
I ponder what beauty is,
in the beholder be.
I certainly would hate to see you,
wearing designer clothes.
Disguising your beauty,
while they stick up their nose.
It's a topsy-turvy world,
we both live in.
So for now I'll just watch you,
and suffer no sin.
Copyright 2013 © Ronald W. Hull
9/5/13
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I loved this jewel of a poem!!!
You brought to life creations true beauty from the beginning of time, taught me my nakedness is okay to share in my jewels as well!
Bravo, wings to mind appaulding you on this piece of work!
Teresa
much enjoyed ode
to butter that fly s
Lady Vivian
Even Solomon in all his glory is not arrayed like one of these ... (not may original words - ;) )
Susan
Anna
And so sadly, we see less and less of them as time goes by.
unlike you, dear Ron, and unlike me...
but as for reincarnating as a fly,
no matter how buttery it's Monarch eye,
would be ignoble beyond belief,
I'd rather come back as a leaf...
and yes my irony really implies
coming back at all is just a pack of lies...
But belief what you want
Believe what you will,
your poem is excellent, still!
Roger
Unique beauty is the butterfly. Flit, flutter and pirroutte
movements in dance of silken wings. Enjoyed.
Lady Mary Ann
Love ya!
Jane
Any body would love to exchange the place with the butterfly in your poem. I for sure.So wonderfully expressed Ron, Makes me fly with joy
Thanks for sharing
or moths at night.
I always feel peace,
watching them in flight.
nice write. Michael D.
David
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