Butterflies Never Die

Star's artwork.

Days rush by so slowly, I wonder where you are 

your dancing heart now quietly screams to me 

you exited this world in hushed desperation 

to all with a kaleidoscopic blind eye's view 

 

My soul aches for your broken innocence 

my mind wanders aimlessly to that day 

sweetness of breath stifled too soon 

 suffocating vile secrets to be restrained 

 

All that remains are  still photographs  

the lovely memories of life still standing 

a note to read between the lines 

silence for an inner demon snuffed 

 

A butterfly perched on my arm the day you left 

it fluttered by without a care or uneasiness 

simply made it's presence of beauty known in awe 

it had no home just the wondrous freedom of flight

 

 

I wonder, are you in that place where butterflies never die?

Author's Note

Born on A Wing Award, 1st prize in the Memories Dash Wings of a Butterfly

Reviews

[Tarry Franck]

Just a little FYI - I heard when butterflies appear in your sight that is a sign of your loved ones letting you know they are around. How true it is does not matter - if you feel that, why should it matter to what others think it. And we saw so many after my father passed away in October.

[Sheila Kline]

You contemplate the final resting place for a soul departed with such beauty that I am certain your words cause it to be as you write - the lovely butterfly soaring with such little effort. Its freedom abounds but it still takes time to land in a place that is familiar - 'perched on my arm the day you left', certainly imparts a message of peace where there are no answers to understand why a dear one has left this sphere.

I believe there is a place where butterflies never die, and that the one you miss so very, very much is in this place!!

Please take this hug from my heart and know how much your words touch me!!!

[Emerald Seas]

You've done a wonderful job with this subject. Death of any is a tragedy. Yet, we hold a special place even more in our hearts for the death of innocence and the innocent. Terrible loss written with grace.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Sera, I'm so pleased you like this one.

[InsanityWriter]

I love it. :D It reminded me of a butterfly's flight, soft and fluttery. ^_^ Fantabulous write. (;

[Frieda P]

:-D I'm so delighted you like this one! Thanks muchly...

[Claire Twinn]

I hope she is, fluttering beautifully in the sunset. A heart breaking and soulful poem, full of loss and beauty.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Claire, I hope so too, sunrise & sunsets...

[Carolann Dowsett]

Very beautiful, poignant write. Well done on winning the comp you deserve it. :)

[Frieda P]

Thanks Carolann, so glad you like this one. :-)

[Carolann Dowsett]

I like them all Frieda :)

[Frieda P]

Aw, you're too sweet, this one is special to me. Thanks again!

[Carolann Dowsett]

Welcome :)

[Michael G.]

I've seen a butterfly at a similar time. Didn't realize it at the time.
I once shed tears for no reason other than what my mind and heart was telling me what was happening... and it did.
I'm like you. I think they are absolutely in that place now... waiting with smiles.

[Frieda P]

The butterfly story is true, whilst my brother and I stood on the church steps that last day, it hovered between us, was unsettling and soothing at the same time, we both just looked at each other in awe, wanting so desperately to believe. She loved butterflies so, it had to be. Thanks so much Michael.

[Michael G.]

No, thank you for sharing.

[AYVID N]

Oh...this deserves every award!
My absolute favurites line...
"I wonder, are you in that place where butterflies never die?"
Sometimes you surpass even yourself Frieda! Here is one such moment!

[Frieda P]

Woo such lovely words, thank you my friend. xo

[Kajal Gulabani]

An absolute beauty.. Immersed in the valley of woe .. Kudos!

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Kajal!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Your sister's sad death is difficult to recover from. This captures a warm memory that symbolises the fact that the butterfly is in the memory of your heart and it will not die while you live. So Frieda you keep your sister alive each day of your life. Such love is a beautiful thing.

[Frieda P]

Sweet review, thanks John.