Where Do the Butterflies Go

Wel,l where to they go?

Tears of dews drop glistening
Breaks the days of dawn
Caterpillars shedding shells cocoon
Seedlings awaken up with yawn

 

The little fairies quaintly appear
Dancing their dances, all the day long
But, where do the butterflies dance to
When the sun hides her head...
And the days are shamelessly gone

 

They fill up my gardens
Frolic from tip of Tulip to end of the Rose
Next on Sunflower silently speaking

Upon the Daffodil the flutter flies flown
Their precious secrets keeping
From sunrise until the sunsets dose

 

A parade in, floats
Viceroy to the Monarch whom all try to befriend
Royaly regal and gingerly black
Passing the hours while waltzing cross flowers
Yet, where does each of them go as processions end

 

Dainty, the Painted lady curtseys
Among the swan Swallowtails between the weed
Admirals tiptoeing across wilds green blade
But, each shall soon hide hide away
Flying rainbows of season’s beginning to fade

 

And my gardens once magical now bare
The little fairies all have but disappeared
Taking the lead on the whisper of wisps

Of a newly fresh winter’s air

 

Following the dawns of morning autumn
The frigid becoming wjth her angels of snow
Where the butterflies journey off to 

Other summers, a place, a land far, far away
Please, tell me! where, oh where did the butterflies go

Reviews

[rutherford]

Skillful well-crafted descriptions. ("Viceroy to the Monarch whom he tries to pretend/
Royaly regal and gingerly black") What's interesting here is you've opened with a tone of reverence move to a tone of playful and then to a tone of melancholy and it all flows together seemlessly. Great read.

PS (this is the second great butterfly poem I've read this week and until this week I couldn't remember reading any).

[Michael G. Smith]

Thanks, Rutherford. This is one of my early children, lol. If you like check out my Butterfly Crush. I've been in a slump for quite awhile, but coming back here and reading yours and others poems have once again inspired me to write.

[rutherford]

I like your stuff. Your war poems remind me of some of the WWI poets like Wilfred Owen. I just discovered this site and wish I'd known about it sooner. I'd been on a site called gather that crashed and never really came back. Keep writing.

[Michael G. Smith]

I came from poetrysoup. There you paid for a membership that gave you everything that is free here and more user friendly. I like to challenge myself to see ii I can tackle any subject or put myself behind the eyes of fictional characters.

[Lydia Shutter]

The personification and imagery in this poem are outstanding. I read it twice to really drink in all the images. Butterflies are very special to me and I have often wondered what happens to them in the colder climes when the winter starts. There is a dreamy sort of feeling to your words. A pleasure to read. lydi**

[Michael G. Smith]

Thanks, now I will send you dance of the damselfly.

[Joyce S. Greene]

There are so many highly quotable lines in this lovely poem that I hate to have to choose only a few, but this verse is especially beautiful:

Dainty, the Painted lady curtseys
Among the swallowtails that swan through the weed
As Admirals tiptoe traverse the blades
But, each shall soon hide hide away
The flying rainbows of season’s beginning to fade

I really enjoyed reading this, Mike. Good work!

[Michael G. Smith]

Thanks Joyce.

[SyberRose]

Wow...this was beautifully penned...I love the way butterflies prance in their operatic gowns...thats where they go...to the opera haa...loved it M.G...Rose

[Michael G. Smith]

Thanks from tip of tulip to end of Rose.

[Saumya]

o that was so so so lovely to read:)
butterflies, being one of my favorite creatures, and this was an entire beautifully poem skilfully crafted on them:)

i completely enjoyed everything in this
i wish i could meet these really wonderful butterflies, and then i'll definitely let them know your deep love towards them, and they'll be then back to your garden, this time to make it even more beautiful as you stated in your poem in their presence:)

very lovely poem:)
well done:)

[Michael G. Smith]

I read something interesting about butterflies the other day. Did you know that they tend to inhabit gardens with a lot of weeds? I never new this.

[Saumya]

oh okk..:) i understand, but thats their former role.....but something i feel is the best about them is that they always leave a lovely smile on our face:) and therefore they should always be loved:)

[Michael G. Smith]

Yes, so true. I want to see a blue one in nature.

[Saumya]

lol...i wish u soon see:)

[Saumya]

o that was so so so lovely to read:)
butterflies, being one of my favorite creatures, and this was an entire beautifully poem skilfully crafted on them:)

i completely enjoyed everything in this
i wish i could meet these really wonderful butterflies, and then i'll definitely let them know your deep love towards them, and they'll be then back to your garden, this time to make it even more beautiful as you stated in your poem in their presence:)

very lovely poem:)
well done:)

[Michael G. Smith]

Thank you for your kind review. Yes, butterflies are the definition of beauty. I'm sorry I took so long to respond but better late than never.

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

One of the butterflies decided to stay with me. She's my avatar. :) Haha. Anyway, you're a flexible writer! All these time I've been reading your poems about wars, soldiers... Now you show up with a butterfly scene? Yet you do it as excellently as you write the others. Keep writing. ;)

[Michael G. Smith]

Thanks for taking note of my versatility. Check out A Somewhere Paris Café.

[Pryde Foltz]

Whimsical and winsome. I think there is fairytale to be wrote. You're a versatile fellow, MG.

[Michael G. Smith]

Thanks especially for noticing my versatility. Sorry I took so long to reply.

[Rita L. Sev]

This is such a lovely poem; I hate to tell you that the butterflies end up pinned to a collector's shadow box...

Never attempting to speak even one little peep
Keeping their precious secrets
From sunrise until the sundown

These lines made me smile - those ethereal, mysterious creatures...

[Michael G. Smith]

Butterflies are awesome. I have another if you have the time Butterfly Crush. My wife informed me they started out named Flutterby's but somewhere along the way the name got confused. Made sense to me.