Walking
a butterfly
with tastebuds
with tastebuds
on its feet
chasing
first flight
first flight
to the imagination
echoing
a blue swallowtail
and a dandelion’s
echoing
a blue swallowtail
and a dandelion’s
wish to fly—just so
the wind blows
wobbling away
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There is a lot of whimsy in this one! I especially liked the “and a dandelion’s/wish to fly–just so” lines.
I love the fact of “with tastebuds/on its feet” because it’s almost too unhuman to wrap one’s head around, but then you make their wishes relatable
I also love “with tastebuds/ on its feet.” I know butterflies have this, but it still puzzles the mind and draws me in!
I feel the delicacy and fragility
Exactly! Coleman, I love the soft effortlessness of this poem, which might itself blow away in the wind any minute.
What a beautiful poem. It feels light and airy.
“chasing
first flight
to the imagination”
Awesome!
Delightful. Butterfly, bird and dandelion, conjuring the essence of walking.
I like your whimsical butterfly poem. We all ne d one!