Butterfly Bandages

Carl Spitzweg, Der Schmetterlingsjäger

 

 

Paint shut my wound

with butterfly bandages

on pinks and blues and greens

to cheer the unwary

as they land

each in an appointed spot.

Stretch and pivot.

Stretch and pivot

shut.

I look down at the hole

where my heart was,

now covered in flutters

and wonder why.

 

copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2012

Reviews

[Leslie Philibert]

Great ! You have a real name and like Spitzweg, so you have won right away by me.
This is a really fine poem, romantic and lyrical without being kitsch, measured and reflective - great work.

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. stunning work, dear audrey ... the perfect tourniquet ... your poetic voice sounds absolutely ravishing in this post ... great to see you post again ...

[WindSong]

While reading this delightful and whimsical poem, I envisioned a field of beautiful butterflies. I'm glad I stopped by to read this gem!

Best,
WindSong

[Emily B]

oh, oh . . . the best cure for a broken heart i ever heard of

As you captured that exact moment of wondering. I love this Audry. Well said, well written! Pure!

E.L.

[Ed Hart]

all our broken hearts are growing pains

[J. J. Nightingale]

I am not sure of the meaning here .. but your words are beautiful , and you paint a lovely picture .. of butterflies ..

Jasmine ..