
Let Papillon Fly
Butterflies in my stomach
Confusion in my head
Gives a strange situation
Lying down in my bed
Breeze through the trees
Mist through the day
Gives a strange situation
To a perfect day
Alone in my dreams
I walk on air
But a strange situation
Is cold and bare
Outside I disguise my fear
And I’ve locked my heart
Gives a strange situation
A final start
Let me open up inside
To free the hurt
Give a strange situation
A red alert
Butterflies fly free
In the blue air
And the strange situation
Is no longer there
© Andrea Coltman
A great poem, thank you, Andrea.
What makes a poet is not the number of pages written, but the number of souls inspired by her/his work.
I Salute You, Poet Andrea Hale!
You have inspired me. I like Your style.
Thank You.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
great imagery. Very nice.
Gina
for more. Vicky
ps: thank you for your kind remark about my poem. ;)
Spread your wings and soar up high!…
Much love and xxxxx
Wonderful to read you!!
Welcometo my Den!!
Love Tinka
Well worth the read. Thanks for stopping my way....