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Butterfly Life

Updated on April 18, 2011

Contemplating the brevity
Of your lilting flight
Your unprotected fragility
And beauty
In both motion and repose

Considering your infancy
A fat multi-legged creature
That once crawled
Eating its way through
Green existence

Wondering at your adolescence
Mysteriously called
To complete transformation
In complete isolation
Trussed up like a mummy

I watch you flutter a leisurely
Mating dance in no hurry
To reproduce and end

Now you rest here
Poised like a ballet dancer
On a leaf
For a little while
My childlike wonder


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    • Tom Rubenoff profile image

      Tom Rubenoff 6 years ago from United States

      Thank you Eiddwen!

      Beauty and fragility, yes indeed, Randy. :)

    • Randy Behavior profile image

      Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

      Living in the moment your eye lights on her kaleidoscope wing. In her fragility and beauty she is life.

      I like your buggy ones :)

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      Eiddwen 6 years ago from Wales

      A beautiful picture and great poem.

      Thank you for sharing and I rate this one up.

      Take care


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      Tom Rubenoff 6 years ago from United States

      Dragonflies do the same kind of thing, but they grow up to be predators. It seems the butterfly was put here just for our ... education? Thank you, Doug :)

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      Doug Turner Jr. 6 years ago

      Being the first to comment on two in a row has me feeling like the kid who raises his hand at every question in class -- but, well, I'm online and reading so why not.

      Hard to think of a transformation for a creature as drastic as that of the butterfly. I wonder if the "fat multi-legged creature" knows what she or he will become. Perhaps at that stage it feels like the end of the road, like the awkward teenager who feels they will never be grow up and be normal.

      Another interesting write.