Butterfly Crush

Butterfly dust effects

Butterfly crush, still you lie

As the velvet night plush 

One star fallen; absent

As I wonder "who am I"

 

I try to fathom

Into nether world patterns

Winged stories spiraled open

Of flights in an afterlife

 

Inhaling what's left

Of spirit's white dust lavender

Lingering on into martyrdom

From winds and breaths before and beyond

 

In finality, I am your victim forever

To the atmosphere as it is written

Of your butterfly crush death beauty

As a wish blown poem

Reviews

[rutherford]

Ethereal tone--"From winds and breaths before and beyond." Great line. Describes the destruction of beauty that haunts the destroyer. Powerful.

[Michael G. Smith]

I was going for an idea where I found a recently deceased butterfly and became entranced by its complex wing designs and then inhaled some of its wings dust becoming spiritually intertwined. Seriously I don't do drugs, lol, Just get inspired with crazy thoughts not sure if anyone will understand them. I share my work with my wife. She has this little laugh I only get when the poem is really good, its weird.

[rutherford]

Go with it. If you get enjoyment out of the observations and finding the words to express that's a high in itself. Especially like the snowflake poem i read a couple days back.

[Debra Wedin]

Very nice!!

[Marie]

A crushed butterfly has its own beauty...a sort of dusty hope...

[RainC]

Exquisite Ink! WOW! Lines flowed with such fluidity!:)

[Devanshu Rajput]

a very nice poem with excellent choice of words.....liked the title....

''All upon grays of jagged stones
Somehow conveying stories
Without so much as word of own
Into winds and breaths before
You have shed a different cocoon''would be fav lines of mine.....thanks for sharing the enjoyable piece............keep writing.....

[Sami Khalil]

I just saw this one . A very nice poem...:)

[Michael G. Smith]

Thanks Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome dear poet...:)