Orange Butterflies

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Butterflies of black wings dipped orange in flight
Flutter high on breeze push pillows white
A half open window blows curtains blue
Harmonica’s lament leak tears in tune

Lover’s lies of wrongs sing loud goodbyes
Mother sighs at songs sung soft and cries
A half open window blows curtains blue
Iridescent events hearts beg aren’t true

But prayerful wings
Fond of orange butterflies
Cured blindness with love
From a new Father’s eye
And mothers don’t cry

Blue curtains stay dry
Because of prayerful wings
Fond of orange butterflies

Basketballs of young dreams deflate at night
Left alone in blindness no father’s sight
A half open window blows curtains blue
Ephemeral moments short lived like dew

Windows stay shut at our old home these days

Blue curtains catch dust grow mildew and fade

It’s quiet outside where a lad once wept

Listening to lyrics with sad intent

But prayerful wings

Fond of orange butterflies

Cured blindness with love

From a new Father’s eye

And basketballs bounce high

Blue curtains stay dry

Because of prayerful wings

Fond of orange butterflies

 

 

Author's Note

Had to write a rhyme piece for a prompt at another site. Thought I would post it here. You can check out my Blog for more of my writing if you like at:
http://henryclemmonspoet.blogspot.com/

Reviews

[SM Davis]

Lover’s lies of wrongs sing loud goodbyes

ABSOLUTE PERFECTION...I find I cannot add more than that. Wonderfully written.

[cartera]

Excellen poem that strikes a chord with every parent that has watched herself/himself grow up.
Well done.
ATB
Alex.

[MAC]

excellent write!!

[Tasha]

This was a great write.
♥ Ta'Shandra

[Judy Ponceby]

Fabulous write. The repetition in the blue curtain line was wonderful. Imagery was vivid. Really enjoyed this piece.

[Fontane Wong]

I can feel the hope and rejoice emotion from this oem. And I could clearly read the vivid imagery. An absoulutely impressive masterpiece.

[Audrey Howitt]

Poignant with memory. Lovely piece!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

there is hope in what is born anew........lovely piece!

[Lily Mae]

This is a great write...x

[Sarah Morgan]

Very beautiful and had great imagery to it and perfect flow. I remember hearing people play the harmonica & I haven't heard one played in years, but I loved the line 'Harmonica’s lament leak tears in tune' because it reminds me of my father telling me a story about a blind man that was in our church and he got up to the front of the church and played the Harmonica and there wasn't a dry eye in the house. Beautiful write!