Butterflies Poems

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Love of Mine
by Miranda White

The sky is blue and bright.
The clouds aren't dark or blurry.
Your voice is like a melody.
My absolute favorite remedy.

Your hair, the color of obsidian
Your eyes, the color of soil
Your skin, the color of caramel.
Your heart, big and full


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Redbud Redolent
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

trees in the green breeze
in gold glazed heady sunshine
scent songs are searching

millions of blossoms
fluttering freshness like spring
wave goodbye to clouds

nice noon has gone still
sweet lifetime wears a big smile

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April
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

A time of tulips
Pink cherry blossom thrills too
Refreshing rains roar
In age of red butterflies
Looking to deep golden hours

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One Fine Day
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

a garden party
a flower celebration
goldfinch gathering

the shadows are gone
warm sun is touching the ground
butterflies drifting

all birds are singing
blooms and trees dance to the sound

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The Slick City Streets
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Recent rain has fallen on the slick city streets,
And redbird has suddenly abandoned the fast life!
Downtown still throbs with the city's heartbeats,
Like vast fields, in the time of red butterflies.

Varicolored and ever-changing, as untamed nature,
In its endless movement, charm, sights and sounds,
As sleek cars whiz past, carrying a hint of danger,
In a merry watery world, which vibrancy surrounds.

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Recent Butterflies Poems
Love of Mine
by Miranda White

The sky is blue and bright.
The clouds aren't dark or blurry.
Your voice is like a melody.
My absolute favorite remedy.

Your hair, the color of obsidian
Your eyes, the color of soil
Your skin, the color of caramel.
Your heart, big and full


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By a gently flowing creek –
by Amy Michelle Mosier

By a gently flowing creek –
I saw a swallowtail flutter
About my head, as though meek –
And land softer than a feather.

He was large enough, I swear –
To sit in all of my hand.
He did not mind that I was there
Or that I was entranced.


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Mirabilis jalapa
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

All the hot summer days I am found, sleeping late in my bed,
Dreaming of dusk and getting beauty rest, before sunset red;
For I'm an opal night owl, my scent blooms open all night long.
I am called Mirabilis jalapa, or four o'clocks, adoring birdsong.
I am yellow and deep pink stripes, beloved by hummingbirds,
And grape sun butterflies, when time seems to go backwards.
I keep a daily appointment with destiny, at about four o'clock,
As I love pearly moon more than sun, when dancing in my frock!

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Butterfly Craze
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

In the blooming epoch of days,
the unlikely swarms have now come
their colors vibrant in sun rays.
In the blooming epoch of days,
there are no rules when nature plays.
Where on earth are these lovelies from?
In the blooming epoch of days,
the unlikely swarms have now come!

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Redbud Redolent
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

trees in the green breeze
in gold glazed heady sunshine
scent songs are searching

millions of blossoms
fluttering freshness like spring
wave goodbye to clouds

nice noon has gone still
sweet lifetime wears a big smile

......

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