(sonnet # CCV)
CCV
Dear life in motion, flutt'ring silent here
And there; pure ecstasy for moments sweet;
Breath-taking awe with dainty grace replete;
Fair beauty nigh exquisite, precious cheer;
How commonplace and yet how lovely near
Or far; in air, on wing, how light and fleet;
Absorbed completely working hard: defeat,
Transcend the dull mundane when they appear.
Those swallowtails, though often traipsing through
The summer hours, seem rarely ever seen.
These butterflies in varied schemes: of blue
On black, or sable lacing gold; 'midst green
On soft pink phlox, quite delicate imbue
Brief seconds with delight, as of them queen.
17Aug11
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Author:
Chic George (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 20th, 2011 23:19
- Comment from author about the poem: Ah, catching yet another gorgeous swallowtail in action on pink phlox, I attempted yet another tribute, this time also remembering the apparent black and brilliant blue variety I've noticed elsewhere.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Dear Poet Friend
I like the line 'transcend the dull mundane when they appear...'
It is obviously clear that every one wishes to go beyond the mundane sojourn.
MBJ Pancras
Thank you.
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