Butterfly

I don't see them much anymore and I miss them, for they are made from the things that dreams are made from.

Butterfly

by

Carlos Lorenzo Estrada 

"Feet, what do I need you for when I have wings to fly?"-Frida Kahlo

In powdered wings which fill the air

Drifting lonely; captured stare

Framed in patterns arresting eye

Delicate creature rising high

Between the space which binds us to

Planted feet that wish of you.

What secrets rest upon those wings

Aileron flight which rise and sing

Colored patterns upon your silk

Immortal beauty of your ilk

Enchanted by the dreams of you

Ascending up the endless blue

So let hearts aspire; wander high

On those wings; oh Butterfly...

Author's Note

This is a piece that hopes to inspire empowerment and a spiritual sense of self and our deep connections to nature. We should better value that which we are a part of. -CLE

Reviews

[Fran Marie]

So let hearts aspire; wander high
On those wings; oh Butterfly...

Thus is such a beautiful
piece. of poetry..the
butterfly with its delicate
wings and beauty in flight
a serene sight to behold
how high they fly free gracefully

Nice Work Carlos

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you Fran for the kind thoughts on this poem. These lovely creatures have such a divine quality about them. I have no doubt there are so many poems written about them, and deservedly so. They truly are beautiful.

[Dara]

This is very inspirational and so beautifully written. Your words float across the page much like that of a butterfly floating through the air. I am so happy to come across your work today. It is a much needed breath of fresh air on this sad day of remembrance.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you Dara for your kind thoughts. The more I myself read this poem the more I come to see that it is a reflection of the empowerment of womanhood. I can see my grandmother in this poem, as well as all the other strong women that I have known in my life. For the memories of them take up wings in my mind, and I am taken to Providence by them. The great remarkable artist Frida Kahlo was correct in her words, "feet, what do I need you for when I have wings to fly." It is in the love of them that I am given wings.

[Dara]

A very wonderful and fitting analogy. To be surrounded by such women is real a blessing. I also love the quote by Frida Kahlo. Her words like her great works of art are most profound. Thank you for sharing.

[barleygirl]

Amazing! You've written a poem about butterfly & you didn't go into any of the stereotypes, like going into a cocoon & emerging, a theme of change, & all that. I love it when poets do not reach for the old standard imagery. Since you do not look back at the butterfly in its previous state, possibly your symbolism is about looking with current eyes, seeing what's right in front of us, instead of looking back & keeping old impressions alive (((HUGS)))

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you barleygirl, for your thoughts on this piece. We aspire to our greatest beauty before us. And to me I see such aspiration as being simply our better humanity. The quote above by the great artist Frida Kahlo says it better then I ever could. Thank you so much for reading this poem. I truly appreciate it.

[Jasmin]

You have spoken of such beauty with the wings of a butterfly. Good use of words. I love the rhyme and rhythm.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you, Jasmin, for your kind words on this piece. I feel this poem captured the aspirations I once had as a child. To grow or become something wonderous, not for anyone else, but just for myself. But time and choices made have in ways taken that exuberance and dream away. Though writing is giving back some of that. Thank you kindly for your thoughts on this poem. I truly appreciate it.

[Pete]

beautiful and enlightening. you've accomplished your intent. i've always been fascinated by them. your words do them poetic justice. wonderful. bravo ... :)

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you Pete for your thoughts on this poem. These creatures have in some ways captured the exuberance of youth within their image. I can't help but always be taken back to my childhood every time I see a butterfly. This poem captures those memories for me. Makes me wish I was that little boy all over again chasing these creatures in my grandmother's garden. Thank you again for your comment.

[Neville]

Mission accomplished Carlos ...... brilliant on its own .. uplifting as a whole .......................... Neville :)

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you Neville for your thoughts. This poem in some ways is also becoming my homage to the ending of summer. A final inspiring image of hope before the world and its seasons begin the slow jaunt towards sleep. Thank you again my friend.

[Neville]

.. ever welcome my friend .. and always :)

[Dylan Macadham]

Literally and figuratively uplifting.
Beautifully told in words as butterflies fly.
Let's agree to agree you're a poet, Carlos :)
~Dylan

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

So are you, Dylan, it's obvious. There is no denying your talent. Thank you for the comment. Have a nice evening. And keep on writing and sharing your art.

[Chris Shaw]

Butterflies are all that's spiritual to me. A gift if ever there was one. I just love being out in my garden when one of these winged beauties flutters by. I pause to ponder on which of my dearly departed might have paid me a brief visit. Wonderful. Poetry Carlos. Thank you for sharing your gift with us. You are appreciated.

Chris

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you Chris for your comment. I share your adoration for these remarkable and beautiful creatures. To me they are the closest things to angels we will ever see. Thank you so much for your kind thoughts on this poem.

[Chris Shaw]

You are welcome Carlos. Enjoy the rest of the weekend.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

And I wish you the same as well dear friend. Have a wonderful rest of your weekend.

[Betty Hermelee]

Indeed, this is very spiritual; It's almost as if we are flying high with these butterflies, we are free, we are empowered of self to feel free like a butterfly, so our connection to nature is absolute and deep.
But one must really feel it inside themselves.
Well done Carlos!
Best, B.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you B for the nice comment on this poem. I totally agree with your thoughts. I have always had this fascination with these lovely creatures. In my youth they always made their presence felt in my grandmother's garden. And she to me has always represented a very spiritual empowered strong woman.

[Betty Hermelee]

You’re very welcome!

[❀ Gabriela ..]

What a creative, imaginative piece!!! You’ve captured the awe that comes to mind when one beholds the simple but captivating beauty of the humble butterfly. Marvelously done :)

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you Gabriela for your kind thoughts on this poem. In my youth butterflies were seen as beautiful but now in my older age they hold a mystic quality as well. A spiritual freedom and empowerment to the heart of nature, and a piece that connects all things together. Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts I truly appreciate it.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Carlos for the amazing poetry.
"Enchanted by the dreams of you
Ascending up the endless blue"
I enjoyed the complete poem and the above lines were so good. Thank you my friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you for your kind words CP. This is one of my favorites because of my fascination for these incredibly beautiful creatures. So many years ago helping my grandmother in her garden as a little boy I would see so many butterflies. They were like tiny angels to me. I don't see them much anymore and I miss that. Thank you again my friend.

[Coyote Poetry]

I loved the poem and you are welcome Carlos.