The ferocious intent of the elusive wounded butterfly

For EinsteinNoodle

Tattered wings
serrated edges
cut like teeth
into the thin
powder of sanity
protecting her --
she enters
the mouth
of the beast
with ferocious focus,
intent on a
different love.

Parts of her
Bagged
Tagged
Labelled.
Ready for disposal.
Written neatly
In a book
He will never read.

sinewy strings
like dew
extended
into the cold mornings
of spring and fall.

a lifetime buried
under barren drifts
of winter white and grey.

beneath it,
flash frozen,
his last meal,
her long forgotten
heart.

off balance
he catches her
once again
but she cannot gain
her footing
on the icy past.

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

wow! painting such visceral content with a backdrop of butterfly wings makes me cringe with .. well.. almost a horror for the damage .. she draws herself up and flies on wings too stubborn .... such a graphic picture in that first verse..wow! ... but this little interlude:
"Parts of her
Bagged
Tagged
Labelled.
Ready for disposal.
Written neatly
In a book
He will never read." ... really really caught my attention .. my sense is of a middle aged woman who has been pulverized to a tender "i just can't care anymore" ..then back to your metaphor .. and a simply killer end... this goes in my library .. its courageous, powerful, beaten, sorrowful and oh so human .. nice one ..
E.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you. I couldn't resist with your wounded butterfly comment and the ferocious focus. This is, really, the story of three. The one she runs to and the mistakes she made running from one to another. Most of everything leads to three even if she doesn't want it to. (and the bagged and tagged portion, thank Dexter)

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you KL .. for putting my name anywhere near this .. i'm afraid to ask who Dexter is ;}
E.

[Lyn Anderson]

Dexter, the tv show - a serial killer :)

[Einstein Noodle]

:) ................

[Einstein Noodle]

read it again KL...its so impressive .... top o' the mahrnin'
to ya!

[barleygirl]

I most love the first one, how the sensation of a butterfly is the opposite of the sensations you're describing -- I love such contrasts from real life & transformed into nature. I also really love the last couple lines of the second one -- so many times I've felt that the guys I've been with have no inclination to read beyond chapter one.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you so much for that. It is nice that some of these older ones get some love ... I wrote and posted like a mad woman for so long, that many of my writings I nearly forgot ... it's nice to be reminded. Thanks again.

[Lorry]

Returning to the past is always an icy road and best avoided at all costs. Too many ghosts to haunt and watch you fall once more.
Love the feel of this one KL, the book that he will never read, the butterfly, damaged yet still fighting the good fight and her long forgotten heart. Beautifully captured.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you. Everything in here is about NEW NEW NEW that's why the organizing is particularly gratifying when something old gets new life ...:)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Nice collection of thoughts 'M'. Each leaves an indelible impression on the reader's mind despite the mix of aggression/revenge and hurt. There is a strength and a defiance in these pieces.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you so much. This is probably one of my favourites from the past couple years. The thing I have gained most in this place is to pick a phrase or a thought that someone said (in this case Einstein Noodle) and turn it into a piece that is my own. I am grateful for that.:)

[redzone]

is it allowed to just say WOW KL??? just a huge wonderful WOW... everyone else has said all the good stuff... and of course this has to be one of the best I have read from you... WOW

redzone

[Lyn Anderson]

Aww shucks. Thank you very much. I liked it rather well myself. You only have 1300 or so to choose from, lol.:)

[Lydia Shutter]

"Written neatly
In a book
He will never read"

Brutally sad words. The emotions are honest and pack a punch. The metaphor is splendid. The past can be slippery.....but once one has navigated it, it is time to forget it. No need to continue to walk on icy patches. Wonderful work. Lydi**

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you so much. I am partial to this one myself.

[Neville]

There is something just a little bit extra special about these writes of yours KLG which works so damn perfectly on their own & in their own write and also together, forming something of a micro anthology which as far as I am concerned keeps one pondering long after the initial read.... Nice one indeed, N

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you Neville, I am pleased you think so.

[Neville]

My comment was inadequate, but I was knackered when I wrote it, sorry... N

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"she can't get her footing on the icy past"

wow, great lines...i will read the book, even if he won't.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you, I am honoured to share.

[J. K. Beach]

KL, I love the way you have knitted the parts of this piece together to make the whole... Each stands on its own but plays its part to best effect in the full scene. At first I was hopeful... she is taking wing, then dashed... she's in a body bag; hopeful again... words like dew and spring, and finally resigned... she tried but it just didn't work. There's an entire emotional feast in this one... but seemingly, no dessert. A really great write! Thanks for sharing this one... JKB

[Lyn Anderson]

Thank you. I spent so much time over the years separating the poems from each other that were created together, and here, at the Cafe" I have learned to format them as they originally came to me, one after the other.