Ephemeral

As I ambled through the softer green

my stupor was woken slow

susurrous echoing through the riparian

under soft light a glistening glow

Serendipity altered my steady step

to an ethereal vision I fell entranced

besotted with it's dulcet flow

transfixed within a chatoyant glance

Gossamer wings caught in a gentle zephyr

Elusive in their halcyon haze

uninterrupted floating through labyrinthine wilder

lilting under violet rays

I remained frozen while the languor faded

A weaving that did cleanse my mind

redolent in it's drifting trail

instilling pity for the blind

wherewithal to it's wraith-like state

the darkness did soon descend 

as it's frantic flutter calmed

I witnessed the butterfly transcend. 

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

What a serene soft scene of nature you describe in the first few lines of your poem. So peaceful! Butterflies are very special to me and the imagery you employ to describe its flitting through space is absolutely breathtaking. Yes, I pity those who can not see such beauteous sites and experience the joys connected with them. A wonderful write! Lydi**

[Wraith.]

Thankyou so much, I really appreciate it.

[A. Amos]

I thoroughly enjoyed your work and ideas within this poem. Wonderful piece my friend...

[ANM]

Well done great use of some interesting words without becoming tongue twisting!

[Aenigmakil]

Love this one, it makes me think of Silent Enigma era Anathema, with their old beautiful melancholic melodies of doom. It stays with you, for a long time, making you think.... and the feelings that follow the initial slice of emotion create the subsequent chills, reminding you (if you ever forgot) of your humanity / mortality. Now: Images in the mind are created from the power of the words left behind...