Not quite, Almost, Now Real
I was kept warm, quite safe and fed
and then surprised to hear the call
to leave home because I wasn’t meant
to stay there very long at all.
I began to push, to dry and move
the side door open, then it gave a sigh
I wiggled and jiggled till I was out
And I became a butterfly.
And-Remember to check on the Poetry Tag Group shown at the right! And find Jama Rattigan's blog post at Jama's Alphabet Soup to discover so many Poetry sites in the kidlitosphere doing wonderful things! Cathy, at Merely Day By Day, is joining Mary Lee, at A Year of Reading in a poem a day this month. Other daily poem writers include Amy at The Poem Farm, and Donna at Mainely Write. Plus Greg Pincus of Gotta Book has just published his first E-book, The Late Bird. Now he's celebrating by giving one away. See the blog that tells all about it here
photo credit: Ajith (അജിത്ത്) via photopin cc
I did a mouse mask poem today I guess! Nice butterfly poem. I often think what a surprise is in store for a caterpillar.
ReplyDeleteIt is just the most amazing process, that the 'goo' turns into a butterfly. Yes, the caterpillar is really clueless, isn't it?
DeleteLinda, I love your enthusiasm for trying something and challenging yourself! What a brave soul. Loved seeing where your poem was going!
ReplyDeleteThanks Betsy, it's just a pleasure trying out new structures, & Donna (above) has pushed me into it. She continues to find new ones (even last year) so I began to look & find them too. I still find I prefer free verse, but the challenge of meter & rhyme is enticing.
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ReplyDeleteThis was cool. I had guessed some kind of baby bird. I will check out the site. I love how you try new types of writing. Very inspiring.
Hey Ruth-happy I fooled you for a few lines at least. Thank you for the compliment. It is a good challenge.
DeleteAnd it rhymes to boot?? How do you do it? I love the image of the drying butterfly emerging. It was especially fun to discover by scrolling down to see the image you included, just like the image in words of the butterfly bursting into spread winged stature.
ReplyDeleteHi Christy, thanks for reading & responding. I'm glad you liked the photo; there were so many to choose from, but that one pleased me very much.
DeleteLove this butterfly poem, reminded me a little bit of the Joyce Sidman book I read and reviewed several months back - with its fascination with insects and flying things. The metaphoric layers with the theme 'mask' also makes one reflect a great deal.
ReplyDeleteI agree about the 'mask' thing Myra. There are attributes that create the 'mask' yet one must also believe that there is more hidden beneath, even in a creature like the butterfly, that we might never understand. Thanks for the thoughts!
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