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*BUTTERFLY KISS* I'm still alive and I don't know why? My heart survived falling from the butterfly sky Caught by the hands of destiny With visions only I can see! My love I heard your call Wings of a butterfly broke my fall Love motion is in the air, a love no one can compare Indulging a look-a-stare- that we both share Reminiscing our love made out of stolen hope Awe~:*! To them butterfly kisses that felt so real Flowing like Amazing Grace, A shining light upon my face. I traveled fast and far, longing to be in your arms I desire, the warm sensation of your charms Your safe love will help me carry on, With the strength and bond~the love you set upon Nothing is better than a sensual butterfly kiss Beyond the sensation of heaven's pure bliss Fluttering in the clouds aiming for the moon A dream of reality, out of my cocoon I bloom! Valued by the art of true beauty and its rarity True love flapping in the mist of clarity I entwine that I am yours and you are mine Bonded together till the end of time With the vision my heart is no longer blind Two broken hearts at last combined I glide below to touch your lip. Our lashes touch from tip to tip. Caressing each other as our wings expand Two hearts- kisses collide and land Holding your hand reaching to the rainbow sky. Kisses:*kisses:* like the butterfly! Dedicated to *Nathan*
Butterfly Landings It's a precarious perch High by a skydive In such a leap of faith A leap of love Circumnavigates these boots of Earth Fellow to the stratospheres These butterfly landings Of you in my heart Destinies lance Has shot me full to the sun On the twirling chant sung Ever re initiates And sounds the river onward runs Always Of your name Settles red iridescence To tip the scales These butterfly landings Of you in my arms I see you in precognitions Flashes In my obsessions of your hair Lip-syncing to the kisses In my passions of your eyes Where my heady desires evolve This molecular bonding's These butterfly landings Of you inside my soul It's a precarious perch To expressive to encapsulate How much I love you It's a peculiar laugh That admits I have never even met you But all of you inexorable I am conceded to the pull I am bound to the groundings In these butterfly landings Of you ( Everything I am Everything I do Wrapped inside Those landing butterflies I cannot express In any vocabulary of words Only in the dictionary of unspoken eternals Lay the definitions of How much I love How much I need How much I want You They beg with you This man on bended knees How this strength in me Pleads Come back to me Come back to me )
Sun golden shining warm upon the back speaks wind cutting cold chills freezing thoughts held captivating love standing a vigil faraway dream Touching warm fingers of light in a deep blue painted sky bewitching clouds gunbarrel grey shooting magic wishes silver shading arrow points out into the softest peach charms spells Everything spellbinding shines amazing beautiful enchanting snow covered mountains cold winds howling and whistling tunes bells in the distance calls you're the rock one clings to on Trawbrega's shores Drawing behind the eyes wind bellowing whispers a blessing tides turn waves inside joy burns one candle warmly flickering happiness butterflies dance blue blazes to see the soul of a deeply treasured jewel forever sings unrhymed tercet
I had received lots of love in years past I have felt all joys and pitfalls of it No pain seems to enter my simple life Love entertains me, that wonderful hit I know my life floats above tender hearts That which brings love, but sometimes avoids me I move quickly this way and that in air I have "dance of the butterflies" simply My life moves in all respects here and there Highs and lows of dance are of gratitude Love escapes my lips to my gracious love My eyes have passion that brings attitude Contest: Dance of the Butterflies Sponsor: Gail Angel Doyle 6/5/2013 I know it's a Quatrain...a Rhyming Poem (I hope it's acceptable)
As the moon smiles beams pearly white silver shadows dancing in the souls warm sweeping energy Sweetly brushing butterfly wings floating inside flying to the sound Echoes floating in each flutter touching a warm dainty voice sings magic chanting I am to the mantra off your life graced each step one like a swan in flight always flying forward Never stepping back finding everything in peace inside out shines beautiful dancing the night away
Sounds of a great mountain roar trembling echoes a shaking voice, flooding down the face a river of tears inside each drop, treasured sparkling crystals pearl jewels weep. Brings new life as joy sweetly blushing desires your beauty , Crowned queen of the flies bouquet colors, a butterfly dances floats upon a sun lighting rays, touching inside with warm wings sweeping an angel. Sweet gently skipping desire hot pulse beats star lighting passion , glows behind the jewels, baby you shine beautifully bright warm when the thunder roars , beast of reality natures lion. Loves arrow strikes deeply blushing red under a pink moon , sweetly embracing together kissing forever spirit of the night always uniting under your love, when our dream becomes true into eternity hand in hand one masterpiece walking to paradise adoring the picture within you.
Fair Maybelle trode through the morning dew She peered through the foggy haze Her blue eyes saw what I tell you is true For the fog did part and the sun did blaze And a pure white unicorn met her gaze Now it may well seem it would run away Or perhaps she would rather shy But against her nature she hastened to stay And an unseen cord drew her nigh Till Maybelle's feet she laid her by So sweetly Maybelle stroked her hair She longed for her touch once more But Maybelle ceased, and she left her there For what a *wight could see, that her heart was sore Till she meet her love on the Highdown *Tor So Maybelle walked o'er the far and near And her one-horned friend followed light as a bird And they travelled on without a sight of fear With but one care and nary a word That winsome twosome persevered At the long last, Maybelle heard a pleasant sound The sound of a rollicking song And the butterflies danced in the air all around Whilst her love held her dearly and long If it could, could it be that she was the theme of his song? So the three of them lived in the fairyland *wold Where the sun slips off to the moonlight's glow Where the wind blows warm and the streams flow cold And the daffodils thrive in winter's snow Now here is the end, as you surely know * Wight: A person * Tor: A high pointed hill * Wold: A wood or forest Written 4/2/2013
Here I lie beside you My heart goes thump.thump.thump. My soul dances inside you Reveling in the texture of your own. Electric and flowing The currents of our love Glow like neon lights Illuminating the hope in my eyes. Though we're not moving I feel so incredibly alive Invincible to my past Untouchable by all who lack That gentle touch of when You lean in and brush my face Your lips grazing my skin Softer than a butterfly. And then you gaze into my eyes I fall into your depths Twirling like the autumn leaves Melting into your smile Your soul reminiscent of summer. You pull me into your arms And for a moment I'm lost Breathless and in awe Staring in the face of pure exquisite love And there you are - holding it Glowing in the moonlight of my stare. My heart beats - its drum pounding away Echoing a song thats lost its words I touch your cheek and smile My hands cant stay away My lips s l o w l y, draw near yours Hovering, and then - Part, a soft warmth against them. My eye lids pulling shut Dragging me into a silent heaven I pull away - and what seemed millennia Lasted only a moment, a second in time But this is our love This is what you do to me You make me invincible and fragile Lost forever in a beautiful reverie.
''A friend once in his youthful flight Had found a beauty delight Though distance stretched them in mileage But their love was destined to find a page'' A lark that sings in the morning bright Ke-ke-li, O Kekeli! My beautiful light The hanging garden upon my sight Hands of fate has woven a happy home A love of current, stronger than the Law of Ohm Invigorating, a love connected at heart Which God designed never to part Where there is love,they say there is a way Our love I believe is here to stay Kekeli, my beloved, sing me a serenade A song of an angel's grade That in heaven's clime pervade Sing it across space and time And make it last like a rhyme My beloved Kekeli! You're my light You're my Hephzibah, my only delight Thou art fairer than Friedan Betty Thou art matchless in beauty So calm and inviting like the blue sea Beauty not to be told but for eyes to see Behold my mistress of fair skin Eyes of diamonds, pure and pristine O Tell me, you whom I was made to love One, unique in your choicest apparel Lips of zebra stipes set with a berry The hanging petals of a blossom cherry Chief among all my thousands buddies O Kekeli! The only ruby my finger shall find And wouldn't be ashamed to be called uxorious "For as a young man marries a virgin so shall your sons marry you, and as the bridegroom rejoices over the bride, so shall your God rejoice over you". Isa 62:5
Cherry blossoms declare it is Spring Infatuation's breeze is in the air Dormant days have burst into green Wonder and awe are everywhere Love is birthed in those who dare The young boys compete for attention And young girls give charmed sighs Spring butterflies too many to mention As innocence is kissed goodbye The birds and bees you can't deny! Sponsor: Francine Roberts Contest Name: A Spring Day in English Quintain 4-1-14
I look out upon a lonely Magpie, I feel a great stirring deep in my heart, As he gracefully glides across the sky. He's always searching for his other part, The Butterfly to whom he gave his soul, I feel a great stirring deep in my heart. But he does not know that he is still whole, Even when apart she is still with him, The Butterfly to whom he gave his soul. For that's what love means, it is no whim, Giving yourself wholly to another, Even when apart she is still with him. And the Butterfly is with her lover, Knowing the greatest gift that one can give, Giving yourself wholly to another. My heart is yours for as long as I live, I look out upon a lonely Magpie, Knowing the greatest gift that one can give, As he gracefully glides across the sky. *Decoding: reading the first line of each stanza forms a message to my "Magpie" from his "Butterfly" (as does the last ;) )
Butterfly painted lady spread your wings Thighs of color pose your love I light candle flame for you I am consumed by fire Since my house has burned down I can see the moon more clearly I gaze upon your Eden falling upon me I run blindly to you as you mount flowers in my garden As I hold you in my arms do not let me feel your departure upon my hand...
Butterfly kisses butterfly pastries butterfly breezes butterfly free butterfly wings butterfly blue butterfly beautiful butterfly you.
(W)- A real woman knows that the wages of sin is death so she is not concerned about the wages of a real man, because money comes and goes like day and night; but true love comes just every blue moon. A real woman isn't loud and doesn't have to be the center of attention. Money is a gold-diggers virtue, while patience is a real woman's virtue. A real woman is always wary of the image she displays to the world because she knows her children are watching her every move. A real woman's wisdom comes from the teachings of her elders and the experiences and hardships life brings. A real woman is the wings that help a broken man learn to fly again. When you become the object of a real woman's affection, winning is the only option. (O)- A real woman's main obligation is to better herself, before she attempts to become someone's better half. A real woman is very obliged with all that God has blessed her with. When a man takes a real woman for granted, she makes up her mind to put him away into oblivion. A real woman is use to jumping hurdles because overcoming obstacles in life keeps her on the right track. A real woman doesn't spend her time worrying if failure is around the corner, because she occupies her freedom chasing her dreams in her most comfortable running shoes. A real woman is a hopeless romantic ready to be wooed with an odyssey of love with a real man by her side. (M)- A real woman's presence is magnanimous and captures attention because of the poised and elegant stature of her classy nature. A real woman is like the magnet of ecstasy. All women don't attend college or hold prestigious employment, but for many being the Valedictorian of mothers everywhere is the major of their lives. A real woman respects the art of marriage and believes in monogamy. A real woman's life is the motion picture of sophistication. The mythology of a woman began within a man's ribs and ends in the beat of his heart. (A)- A real woman sticks to her man like glue and never abandons his side. A real woman has the ability to do anything a man can. A real woman has the power to fill the abyss of a man's pains with joy. A real woman prays with her other half because faith is the key of remaining on one accord. A real woman will amaze you with the way she adapts to changes in her ambiance. A real woman is the architect of her own destiny. (N) A real woman needs a man to understand and love her for everything she is and for everything she is not because a good support system is a leading factor in longevity within relationships. A real woman is the nexus between love and happiness. When you converse with a real woman you will realize that she is nimble with her every response. No man can ignore the nymph of a real woman, because it is in her D.N.A to be notable.
A puzzle piece you are to me Like a vine without any leaves. Your heart is pure your soul is Gold, the sweetest thing I'll ever hold! A miracle in my eyes it seemed, knowing they said no babies for me! Always a surprise you seem to be just like a puzzle piece! At 9 months you walked but not until 4 did you first talk! Always a terror making a beautiful mess always a surprise that has yet to be met! The twists and turns I know we will see will seem somewhat like a roller coaster to me! The milestones and special gifts you bring will make my life seem Like a dream, my special boy I have always said How special I knew not till Aspergers they said! The journey will be trying the journey will seem long! But with our family together we will chug along! My special boy I love you so and cannot wait to see you mature and grow! Now we have a goal we have our dream you see to make you the perfect fitting puzzle piece!! Written by: Christina Kirks McCullouch 04/05/2012 For Jonathan S McCullouch Jr Mommy loves you to eternity and beyond! Forever and always!
(my mind hath looked upon the speaking face of earth and heaven as her prime teacher......[Wordsworth]) I saw two butterflies wrapped in silent passion, Her heart-shaped wings splayed flat against the sill Her torso throbbing in anticipation... Himself, hovering gently to hold her still. I saw their sleek brown bodies tightly pressed, His feet clinging to her lest the wind Tear him away. I saw the shadows rest Around them and the midday sun descend, And still they lay outside my window pane... I wondered why it is that we must rush And why my timid touches are but vain And useless gestures, why he must always crush The urgings. Nature's children seem to know That love is best when cherished soft and slow
I remember the very first time I saw you, You wiped the sweat off your forehead, I remember what all I use to say to you, Followed my heart, I love you, Maybe I needed to guard what I say, Or express it in another way, I hope I did you no harm, Or is that what you call destiny, Please know in your heart, Eventhough how things played out, My life and all its' worth, Worth calling existing - living, And without ever crossing paths, My life would have been blah, Words can not express how I feel about you, Celebrate our love, if nothing more ever than be my best friend, You are my very breath and hope of hearing from and possibly seeing you, The very reason I make it through another day, Our love we will celebrate far and away, But in my heart, you are right here with me today, I love you friend, You make this world and all it contains worth living, My heart smiles when it thinks of you, I will somehow express my heart before I leave this earth, So much I want to say, I don't want to complicate things, I just want you to be healthy, happy and carefree, I know you love me, You don't have to say it like I so often do, I knew day one, When I became good friends to you! I love you, boo! I do! Best of luck, Live like you were dying!
Standing out in a field alone, a little white flower named Daisy longed for someone to share her world. One day a blue flower named Bachelor Button entered her world they became friends. She knew by his name that he was not the propagating kind, but that didn't stop their relationship she called him BB short for best bud. The seasons of Spring & Summer they enjoyed the sun, laughed in the rain and held on fast in the Fall. Winter came it was long and hard they were both covered in a blanket of snow, not knowing whether they would ever see each other again or even survive .The snow fell then came the ice, this went on for months. The Sun shone brightly the first day of spring. A few days later warmth of the sun melted the snow, Daisy popped up . I've been waiting days for you to come out, said BB, they both chanted hooray! The snow was completely gone in a few days, the birds started building their nests , bugs were crawling around ,butterflies began to visit the two flowers. I wish there were more of us Daisy said, to BB. They laughed as the sun and wind blew through their leaves. Then it started the sun and rain took turns until one morning the air & field was filled with the smell of flowers. Daisy and BB looked at each other and asked what kind of flowers are these ? they're not white like daisies they're not blue like bachelor buttons. They did not know the birds and bugs carried the seeds from the two of them and the caterpillars buried them under the soil. The seeds from the new flowers were then carried by the winds many miles away, they landed in fertilized gardens and flourished, although they faced danger everyday. as they were called WEEDS .. The Gardener pulls weeds out of the garden so they don't choke the flowers, which cost a lot of money and require lots of maintenance. However there was a Gardener who saw her friends spending hours weeding their garden , that they didn't have enough time to admire and enjoy the labors of their love So she set out to give a home to all the weeds ,she provided a place where they could fit in and multiply, they required no maintenance, rain provides their water . The best part of all is their beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Ask my granddaughter-- What are those flowers in the garden ? She will answer "WILDFLOWERS " their parents were Daisy and BB
Wave a sea softened and a pain and a tenderness throw dreams in fascination of the blue. And let shave the waves of Your eternity , oh, weigh above me, oh,weigh a coast of years. Carry far in azure, spiral ships, with bulging little abdomens, flutter with mahagony pinions and already in vain expect you to stop the scales harbours with hot flames for You are open. Far away, far away ,far away, stretched string, heart and frank await the hymn of June. All sea sisters are dressed in mother-of-pearl garment embroidered of kiss of eternity. In the morning hunts them fishermen and revive with breath of their man's hands. In the evening girls wash their black tunics, in their blue hearts, their feet white ,who cadge heavy chains. The night is squeezed enigma and ugly, predatory like a bat pecking of scarlet fig. Sea sisters, sea sisters, remember His steps which go through you noiselessly, and ou swing like bloody wine- hold in His fingers Herod, Pilate washes his hands, in Yours heirs and they bristled like winter icicles bristles of innoncent blood . There at Golgotha hearing terrible cry, blood gushes like wounded river disappear like Easter roses, in weeds of flushed preditory crowd, to open way of saving. Who is He? Do you heard His name ? He is Messiah, God's anoited Jesus Christ. Like little sheeps, clouds of candy floss, they welcome festivaly. Barefooted are feet of lovely swarthy steps of the sun, came to bow, before You , Creator. The sea throws his magnificent silver flesh, blue like heavently lace, to swallow all stars only Bethlehem's stays inextinguishable, pretty like uncreated like an apple of not born girl.
This heart is missing. Lost long ago. I cautioned it many times not to fall in love again and again. but it never listened to me.And fell in love time and again. You know it is such a heart. It weeps an ocean in sorrow. It loves a lot.Like the vast blue sky above.Always spreading its wings over the earth as if giving a shade.And expecting nothing in return.A childish heart is this.Seeing a rainbow in a rain drenched afternoon takes it to a wonderland beyond this blue sky.And a butterfly always attract it like a child.And it runs after that butterfly to catch it.Still in its dream it catches fireflies. And remember it can mingle with any heart.So check yours.If it is there handle with care.For it is very fragile.Fragile like a glass. =00= By:kash poet
1. The first time I met you I was instantly impressed with your ever growing afro. I noticed that you looked at my eyes when you spoke to me instead of staring six inches south of there at my ever growing blueberries. I guess humans are alike in that aspect, always growing in some way or another. 2. You seemed shy at first, slightly flirtatious but I tried to ignore it. Well actually I tried to flirt back. Maybe you didn't notice or maybe you just never caught the hints that I dropped every once and a while. I had just gotten out of a relationship. I was scared and nervous to take interest in anyone because I've always been afraid of opening up. But you were different, quite different. Maybe it was the way you sat and drew so quietly in English class. You were so concentrated and connected to your work. If God were to have walked into the room I highly doubt you would have looked up. 3. When I first met you I said to myself, "I am going to know him." And for once in my life I actually followed through with something. I know you now and it is a wonderful feeling. 4. When I first kissed you my stomach came to life, not with butterflies but with eagles and owls and they were dancing. And I can remember that night after dinner when there was music playing outside through speakers. You angled your neck downward in order to kiss me. I whispered in your ear if you would dance with me. And we danced slowly to a fast paced song, but it was still so beautiful because whenever I'm in your arms I feel as though I am finally protected from all the madness in the world.
I once was like a catipiller young,naive,and new Always living from my heart not knowing what else to do.Easy to take advantage of, that is just the case, people would walk over me like I was their dirty used up suitcase. Now I feel a newness coming, like a light shining from the sky, colors fill my world and I know I am blooming into a butterfly. Purple,Pink, Blue and Green I can feel them flowing through. Colors of the rainbow raising me into full bloom. Wise and strong I am becoming My faith leads me where I need to go giving me insight and wiseness for only me to know. I have not done this on my own you see I have been guided by God and Angels on this Earth. Wise words the wisdom at it's best comes from a wise lady who seems to know me best. Lucky, I am to have her in my life, she always shoots it straight and tells me like it is, knowing her words touch my heart and gives me tons of faith.. I feel like flying through the sky or climbing a tree way up high. I feel like observing the world just like a brand new butterfly so as I Bloom I become Anew something unlike the past Smart and wise beautiful on the inside and outside a touch of color here a touch of color there makes me glow and become a beautiful blooming butterfly... Written By: Christina A McCullouch 04/09/2013
She's the flour in the middle of a fertile desert soil She dreams of my dreams when i dream she dreams dreams that we dream She's a speechless pole She's a footstep away from my soul She dreams of my goal She's my African queen Her womb carriers the nation's poetry She takes me back to my dreams in chains I make my own God she believes She's one minute past jealousy She's the speed of an angry poem in the dark The black paint building an arch The spirit of a mic resurrected by a dead poem Speechless pole stronger than cone She's my poem She's my poetic lyrical port I can see by the blushes right under my rhymes She's so beautiful she makes you read her repetedly She's my poem
Who am I? Am I defined by what is near in sight? Am I defined by what I have done, Or am I defined by what I could become? Perhaps I'm of no use. To him, or her, or I, nor you. Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined, And it is something like understanding that comes in time. And if to the world I'm never shown, Yet in my own light I've grown and grown, And so I can know no happiness but my own-- The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown. I do not pray for the world to know my name. For it and verse; the letters are the same. And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads, I pray his pain my words to keep. Should his eyes rain on my page, Better tears than storms of rage. And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads. I pray his pain my words to keep. And if to the world you're never shown, Yet in your own light you've grown and grown, And so you know no happiness but your own. Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.
Like butterflies, your words I catch And store them safe away In my heart's little treasure chest For my soul's rainy day Then like butterflies, I let them fly To flit about my heart A kaleidoscope of colored wings That make my healing start Like butterflies, they settle down And let me gaze a while At nestled beauty in my palm That brings a loving smile When peaceful pause is almost done And I must journey on They all fly back, unhurried in For to me they belong Your words, your words are butterflies Most treasured beauteous things Oh dear, my love, if you but knew The joy each butterfly brings Eileen Manassian Ghali
I called you over today my friend, For I have a secret to tell you. For no Man nor Woman knows, Only you and I my dear friend. From the times of childhood to adulthood, You have been there, and you have never left, and you never feared, The outcome of our friendship. Let us go my dear friend, For a long and nice walk. And keep quiet and lay under, lay under the somber tree, with all the soul leaves hanging over us. Oh, look how these leaves cover us, with their shadows that cast over us and cool us. Cool us from the heat, The scorching heat, The heat of the unbearable sun. Oh look, look at the beauty, The beauty of the butterfly. Look at the bird and see how they fly, Look how they fly together, and forever. Look at how life flies in beauty. Oh the beauty of nature, The beauty of nature, Looks and blends in the beauty of your looks. My heart beats, Everytime my eyes look upon you! Look at me, like the Lion in the Safari, prowing, looking for his pray, The beauty of nature blends into the beauty of your heart and soul. You are the Jaguar, The black Puma, The Tigress, who roams the green and yellow jungles, No! I am the Lion in the Safari and you are the Lioness, who roams the yellow Safari, with her sweet, aborable cubs. I called you here today my friend, To tell you a secret, A secret no Man nor Woman knows, Only you and I my dear friend. It is today that will live in infamy, and your laugh will be pleasant to hear, and your eyes, which glow in excitment, Will show me the truth. Oh come now, from this place of beauty and nature. Come away from this place that brings the beauty out, In your smile, In your eyes, and in your laugh. Oh how your laugh it makes me smile, and hold you closer and you don't resist. Then I think to myself, while in the twilight, "Oh look how she did not resist me!" You, my great friend, How we spent our days and nights together. Now looked at through a time capsule of memories. Oh, let us live once more in those memories. Memories, oh sweet memories, Now tired and wanting to go to bed. Memories, tired of looking at sorrow souls, Memories, my dear friend tired of us, holding hands and laughing. Oh let us revive those sweet memories, and live forever, under the sheet of matrimony. Live with me, Love me forever, Everyday let us love each other. My dear friend, We have been through thick and thin, Through night and day, Let us spend many more years together, and love each other forever. Will you marry me?
Four letters put together to create one word, with an impeccable definition. Love..., It is a strong word, Close to the heart, yet far from the woman you Love. Butterflies flying, flapping their orange and white wings in the summer heat. The butterflies flap, flap their beautiful wings together in the summertime of Love. For Love is beautiful, like the summer preludes! Four letters composed, to a Chopin's masterpiece. The Romantic pole reaches out, to touch, to hold, to Love. For these four letters are easy to read and put together to create a complex concept with a universal definition. A four letter word, easy just to say, but it is harder to show. For Love is a simple word made up of simple letters, but a complex meaing that takes most lifetimes to comprehend and others a short while. For I've seen hearts broken and hearts put back together, with this simple word. My heart burned, brused, stabbed knows the dangers of this simple, four letter word. Love, some think it is a game to play when you are bored. Destroying self-esteem of girls, who are already weak and nieve. They long for love, but find surrealist dreams, and see the Man of their dreams slip away in the night. Gone without a trace. While she is sucked into false promises, from simple minded boys, with only one thing on their mind. Love..., it is a joke to some. "I love you," is a laughing stock, while a slap in the face, and disrespect is in fashion. Girls, foolish girls walking in lonesome heartbreak, saying they are in Love. It is sad to see, and hard to hear, I know it is. And to me Love is sometimes fair, and most times a cruel joke. Love, this four letter word is simple to say, but hard to comprehend. Love me and I shall take you by the hand show you caves of mystery, and skies of grace and meadows, filled with flowers, dedicated just for you, no one else, but you. We can make Love on the sandy beaches, under the moonlit sky under the still stars and shooting ones too. Have a romantic dinner of oyster-shells and champange and kiss each other, till we drown in intoxication and fall asleep in each others arms. huh, Love... A simple, four letter word, that is easy to say, but even harder to show.
I dreamt, I was a butterfly or was I, a butterfly dreaming . . . Peacefully detained by a delightful young gent, Lying in green mead where buttercups were beaming; Releasing an enchanting aromatic scent. Peacefully detained by a delightful young gent, His fascinating smile lured me in my slow stride, Releasing an enchanting aromatic scent; Where enrapturing view overtook me inside. His fascinating smile lured me in my slow stride, Entrancing flitter hypnotized to restful sleep, Where enrapturing view overtook me inside; When into my captivating dream he did seep. Entrancing flitter hypnotized to restful sleep, There he envisioned I was his true love to be, When into my captivating dream he did seep; Making a woman without wings to set me free. There he envisioned I was his true love to be, Lying in green mead where buttercups were beaming, Making a woman without wings to set me free; I dreamt, I was a butterfly or was I, a butterfly dreaming . . . Copyright © 2011 By Caryl S. Muzzey July 9, 2011 Third Place Winner ~ "Daydreams and dreams and dreams" Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France~ A Rambling Poet Aug. 5, 2011
Your love pricks me like a rose each thorn grows but no one knows Your so full of it as it shows so carry on now go on, go. I'm fed up with the phony and i'm through with the tears, you couldn't pay me all your money to make up for those years. Someone help me I feel faint how could I think he was such a saint and worst of all I let me fall into a spiral down below. A magic called love carried by the dove of someone I use to know.
A feeling that I knew too well; With every word you spoke I fell- Falling deeper into the bliss; Longing for your every kiss. Without you here my heart grows fonder; Around the park I start to wander- And think about how you make me feel- The longing starting to become surreal. Giving meaning to my life, You lift me up from pain and strife. I thought it was a feeling that I knew- But with your guidance the passion grew. Spiraling up with every touch- Never wanting to leave your clutch. Waiting for your familiar glance- Missing you with every chance.
It's easy to become lost in the idea that only things in life change you; rather than you are always changing in your creation. When you look at demons in the haze, marvel at the haze. Demons are feeling homesick. Be true to everything you are and thrive on. We all have demons, it's up to you on what to do with those demons. The most dangerous are the ones unknown. She is herself. A beautiful demon; not hidden behind a shadow. Her magic is infested in my desire. She is beautiful for I can unravel her thoughts. She expresses to me the words intertwined with my ambiguity. Riddled with love; I sleep in her soul. She is my butterfly in our cosmic cannibalism.
Our eyes meet and then shy His breath draws closer to mine Tingling currents Down my spine Lips caress and glide Soft pecks move on to slide Hands lock into mine Warm rays of sunshine May I? A virgin canvas am I Slow brush A stroking touch Short peck Colour my neck Oscillating heart beat No feeling below my feet Whispers of heat Crawling goose bumps Peppermint sweet The clocks have stopped The world is still Tongues intertwine Slow sips of wine I cling onto my lifeline It's pure It's perfect This The butterfly effect
If its money I got its money ill keep. If its money I have its money ill weep. If its love that I give its love ill receive. For I am but no one who just see's beneath. Some say your only as strong as you feel, but how could we change..in a place that's so unreal. People are hearing but..not really hearing. Why is the world so blind. I keep on screaming and screaming and screaming for things to be revolutionized. I am just a small song in a world full of cries, laughter, tears and french-fries.
Butterflies I sent her an email with butterflies attached, I was hoping she'd open it, her heart would I snatch. It was ten past four when she read it-after quite a very long day. They flew out at once with one click of that mouse, So many included they filled her whole house. Next, I decided to send her- a very large enveloped batched- with seeds from deep in my garden-where lies all the weeds and piles of thatch. She went to her mailbox and saw it was from me, a smile she flashed, just as quick as could be. She hurriedly ripped it open to see just what was inside, she spilled out all of its contents she poured it out in her hands, as those butterflies flew -and filled up the whole sky. Now I gave her a bottle- a message inside- "now that I've finally found you, please no longer hide" "I thought of You, quite often, as my life-it has passed. "I felt all my breath leave me- all in one single gasp. "I - so long ago-just was not the right guy. I lacked life and the smarts to give- my best try." "I've found you again, lost you- so long ago. I've learned all my lessons, Please give me a go." I understand about love hurting you so.. I'm no longer the guy from so long ago... I know your untrusting and you've a hard row to hoe.. I know that around you ...some speed bumps may grow. But I work with strong hands and I'll pull you in tow. I wait for return mail...be it in letter or post...i can promise you one thing..I wait your response. I wait and I watch as my mail person walks by.. ..I await just a message or email or such. I can't stand here guessing for my time left is short. I wait for a signal..a sign of some sort... without it I'm clueless, So i wait your report.... I wait everyday- to check through my mail. I watch- on this screen-till my older eyes start to fail. And -look to the sky -where the butterflies hail. Yes, my dear I still wait..... This is for someone old- someone new -someone needed- someone wanted- Someone Special...Be Special You know who you are. Crazy still By, RLJGMF
Butterfly Kisses I am here strolling in the cool wood as I take a seat drinking in nature I espy some movement in the boxwood going over to look I see a feeler There to my delight by chance is a cocoon starting to open slowly bit by bit does emerge a colourful butterfly all golden It spreads it wings to dry gently flaps them with grace then it hoovers ready to fly now it lands on my face I can see two what bliss as I squint, it will depart with a gentle kiss It flys off taking my heart contest: Butterfly Kisses written 06/14/2013
Written for the contest A Spring Day In English Quintain The Butterfly Mattress Co. The day, I started this job Of course you'd consider me GREEN So I had to be trained by Bob first on the Kings, then Queens Using the BUTTERFLY Mattress machine. First time I put in a SPRING Another popped out of a seam It caught on to Bobs wedding ring And boy, he let out a scream While I shut down the Butterfly Mattress machine Mr. BIRD, the Owner and Chief Immediately showed on the seen Expressed a moment of grief And after that moment ,he deemed He LOVED the Butterfly Mattress machine So Bob was made to retire And no longer a part of the team And his job is what I've acquired But I'm careful to watch all the seams While operating The Butterfly Mattress Machine
a wide-eyed child leaps into a woman's arms – a butterfly lands By Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen Copyright January 20, 2014 Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Beauty Sponsored by Shadow Hamilton
Dear Dearest, I do know fate is not cruel And so are our souls. I know sky will remain crystal clear Until our hearts sing alive. I know that stars will remain glint And they would sign treasures to our dream. I know the same way my heart beats... So is yours too. I know we're fashioned to be Though our destinations seem far- I live north, you live south. I know you don't sway without thinking about me. And so do I. The only memory you left me with in here- Pen and paper, Are what I polish my feelings through. I do hope my words won't take days before they'd be returned. It's well with my soul here you left it. From your part in here and right there.
I wake up every morning, Wondering if you had a good morning. You never ever leave my mind. You are like a butterfly, Forever fluttering along the branches of my mind. And I love you for that.
The darkness of light impossible to see the pain and the lies always damaging you reach and get burned not understanding this is my disease nature of the beast Suddenly my light is taken away my darkness was revealed taking me as slave when all I ever wanted was for someone to say please stop, for me or enter an early grave Now face to face with all of my demons how can I fight them if I don't want to beat them until the reason arrives, then I shine a little at first but that small thing, is mine The den of ten thieves come up with a plan a whole set of new lies that every single man cannot resist believing it's seeming to be that a horrific ending is just what I need Then all of the sudden my small shine swallows time and with that virtue my face comes to life I would never hurt you please, know this to be yet no one believes me this curse grows like a tree I hate my helpless fate why can't I make a new life for me that no one can take why can't I escape a prison not for me for years I accept this tired sense of defeat The small shine barely intact, inside until Saint Anger starts to burn me, alive I find I'm set off by my wrong, senseless self until I am talking to no one, in Hell So I pick up my pen power to create a new world for me where I design my escape in my invisible state the Devil don't notice that one of his children is no longer hopeless I stop all my madness by power of pen for years my sword drew nothing but sin the yin and the yang both helped me to find that I'm no longer afflicted when darkness lights my bright shine.
In my summer meadow Lavender colored milkweeds, growing between dark purple butterfly peas, are perfuming the warm air. The color combination is especially pleasing to me; I love purple. Perfectly round globes of milkweed are a magnet for bees, butterflies and a variety of other insects. I see lightening bugs among them. The buzzing of bumblebees, wasps and honeybees is accompanied by the chirping of crickets and the happy twittering of the meadow birds. Yellow Sweet Clover lends it's perfume to the summer symphony of soothing scents. Tall spikes of blooming Johnson grass sways dreamily in the bright sunlight. Right in the middle of a soft pink wild rose bush, a bright red butterfly weed is the center of activity for many species of colorful butterflies. A brilliant blue"Two-barred Flasher" flaps it's wings as fast as a hummingbird, while the orange-brown Buckeye rests peacefully. Next to the roses, a blackberry bush is promising juicy, dark berries soon, while the Mulberry trees are already providing a welcome sweet snack for birds, deer and bunnies. A patch of wide- open orange daylillies is a cheerful spot over at the edge of the trees and an emerald- green hummingbird enjoys their offerings. There is so much life and beauty in a small patch of meadow! I love it!
Embrace your spouse; Don't give louse room To browse your home.
The moment I saw you Only for a few minutes Of the site I see Never realizing my life Would change for the better of me My heart was running full speed Not being aware again We only had an hour to spare I know this may sound weird But this moment was the day I got my life on track close to the end I knew I fell madly in love When my eyes connected with yours Standing face to face It felt like something had fell Out of heaven from above This has hit me so hard Knocking me off my feet Feeling I need a few minutes to breathe Only time and space can give Cause I sense my love running So much deep Somehow for that brief moment You completely blew my mind In my eyes seeing two different people With two different personalities Seem to have different life styles But only one heart which were completely stolen In that only one moment During that one beautiful sunny winter morning I knew I fell madly in love When my eyes connected with yours Standing face to face It felt like something had fell Out of heaven from above That day I knew I had to see you Only I didn't know how or when My heart started beating fast When you said it was nice to meet you I hope we can meet again Wow it was like a blur You caused my mind to stir The ground started to spend around Only I knew I couldn't make a sound All I could do was to catch my breathe So I decided to take a seat and have a rest I knew I fell madly in love When my eyes connected with yours Standing face to face It felt like something had fell Out of heaven from above Oh my gosh what have you done to me I once was caged But now your words have set me free I didn't know how to react With these feelings so bright Only I know I dream of you Each and every night I never thought someone would look at me The way I see myself in your eyes I never knew how my movement would change With you in this life time I never felt this fire burning inside of me Nor I never felt this wetness between my thighs If this feels like love I never want it to end Cause finally knew the moment When my life started to begin
Ball of butterflies; knots of anticipation, tickling me within. Pick-up at 7; ready to go around 8. patiently he waits. Off to the movies; holding hands, clumsy and shy, ever so awkward Horror flick on screen; sharing popcorn and candy, snuggled in close. Walking home slowly; lean in;first kiss at the door, foot popping galore.
"I dreamt, I was a butterfly or was I, a butterfly dreaming..." Delightful is the way I see, the people and places ahead of me. All shapes and colors, sounds and tastes, it truly is enrapturing. Imagine a place where waterfalls fly, the cities and towns made of silver. A place where music fills body and soul. Enchanted and enchanting. I yearn for a place where the land is whole, beautiful and glowing with life. I see such places in my dreams. People know love, and value it so. They see with their hearts, and give with their soul. Such is my fascination. Imagine a lake with light blue waters. Fishes of colors not meant to be, like bright red, royal blue, and emerald green. Imagine how the sun shines on the lake, the fish shining like jewels. such beauty makes me crow, it's hypnotic, entrancing. Captivating are my dreams. The sights, the sounds, the places, the scenery. Such places make my heart feel at home. But for now, I'll have to keep dreaming. Daniexelle M. Lingofelter Daydreams and dreams and dreams 07/05/11
If she was the sun then i must become the moon... Shes the bullets 2 my gun my obsession i consume... How can i hold my tongue you fill my stomach with cocoons... A billion butterflies now my hearts an open wound... I never understood how our hearts were so in-tune... Cupid got me good sniper tactics with the zoom... I wanna be your king the only title ill assume... If loving you is pain then ill never be immune... Suppressed the beast in me so easily ..like light dissolving gloom... A flames forever great full just to know it evolved from fumes... A door that never closes hides a portal that we never use... She grew a rose inside my heart a place i thought could never bloom... Present , Past and Afterlife...One day I shall become your groom.. The day that you become my wife your hearts forever shatter proof... Passion everlasting burns and yearns for just 1 simple truth... To see your heeart forever smile theres nothing else id rather do.....
The shadows over take my mind at times but your love stands so true for me it takes care of the pain I feel but when the shadows call it seems so loud when your soft whisper is covered by clouds Why so faint is Thy voice for me did I fall to hard inside this hole Do the clouds stand so close for a reason let me out of this season of darkness let me hold Thy hand inside mine keep me warm and fill my heart I love the way you touch my face when the tears fall and you open your warm Embrace Your truth is all I need to live a true life for all to see your hand and love guiding me But I can't walk this road alone I need to hear your voice inside I need your touch so very much I see the pain and feel it to I need your love to lift the blue's Take me now and use my life Help me Lord, to escape the strife. Written By:©Betty Bolden
"I dreamt, I was a butterfly or was I, a butterfly dreaming" Constance La France ___ __ _ Did your breath call in sweet delightful dream did you call of promise o fascinating queen In loves treacherous battle could two devour pure a heart enrapturing completion a place where destiny soar Will you overtake me captivating a heart silent with despair your enchanting wind of flight, seductive, might, I come to share... I fight to elude your eyes, your entrancing promise I hear perhaps, just a small piece, but, do I dare... I watch your silhouette sway, from distant dream I gaze... _ __ ___ Poet ~ Rick Parise Contest ~ Daydreams and dreams and dreams Written ~ July 8,2011
I am but a Walking shadow. When I hurt You don't feel it. We are but Walking shadows When I talk to you You don't hear me.
Whisper. Let us whisper you and I In a dark little corner and no candle light. W'll wait until dawn and watch the sunrise. Then catch a gentle breeze or watch a fading star. We pick some flowers and catch a butterfly We cross a small stream, sparkling water catches the corner of your eyes. We make a sailing boat from paper then write a little song. Soon will be breakfast, then at dinner w'll say a prayer, And at night time w'll light a fire, and then we retire.
With a flick of her humour and a heartfelt warmth, She pulls him right back to square one, Before all the women came under his hands. Before, on beds, careless coats were flung Before heartbreak kissed another goodbye, And weary beliefs on love took hold. Before time wounded heels that deserved nothing less And jaded love was bought and sold There is her....giddy delights and sweet disposition. Heart of wisdom and loyal friend. Dirty letters sent with orgasmic intention. Heart of truth, no need to pretend. Why has this girl been found so unopened? She offers love pure, with no compromise Why are her gifts left hidden..unnourished And, at his age.....why does he have..... Butterflies? It's just love. © 2013
The unusual fragrance looms above my room, Its owner not yet known, Its purpose still a mystery I assume Sweeter than any other fragrance I ever own, Its mood is ataraxia, Cold soothing scent, texture so smooth, Like dying in a peaceful euthanasia, I have it trapped in a booth, Smells like angels on a spring break, Dancing gloriously in the water fall, With a rattling feeling like an earth quake, Its particles bouncing from wall to wall, Clogged in my mind is a fog of disconcert, As I battle my feeling to a perfect stranger, The feeling of unrest causes discomfort, As the unusual fragrance puts my heart in danger,
Isn't time cruel Never stable or forgiving When you'd forfeit everything Just to feel something When it's all broken And you have no more tears to cry When all you have is false hope And it seems you might survive You're fooling yourself You're nothing more than an iron butterfly
Tranquil Undergrowth Tranquil Undergrowth so slowly grows And hides the tiny timeless leaves of life Arrows spring forth on sunlight bows Joined by birds of green and white in flight Piercing bursting life into the light Golden butterflies glisten in the new suns birth Untangling night from day From covered secrets in the earth Where sacred is the spot to pray And love comes out to play Winged Spring bursts forth in cosmic splendor To breathe the world to life What joy to find you at your door So beautiful and nice As we explore together loves every spice Tranquil undergrowth so slowly grows from the earth And hides so quietly the tiny timeless leaves of life Now we have our time for playful mirth and worth In pools of warmer waters that ease our strife Where you remain my lovely wife
Butterfly wings you sit and wait for the sunrise painting pictures on the walls of your wounded heart sitting by the window writing words on the frosted pane hoping that they'd come to life and wash your failures away you sit and wait for the firelight sad thoughts dancing like the shadows of a flame sitting by the bedside knees to the ground throwing prays down your wishing well you fly on butterfly wings looking over mountain tops for that everlasting love
Butterflies in my tummy. Can it really be? That I'm falling in love all over again Or is the joke on Me.? Confused and Sleepless nights Is it because of thee? Cause when I close my eyes It's your face I see. Sweaty and fidgety palms I'm now nervous as hell Uncontrollable blushing You got me under a love spell. Shivers down my spine When I think of you Just can't seem to stop smiling This was long over due. Heart keeps on racing See what you have done Two completely different people Have now become one. These are all the symptoms I've now begun to feel The day you walked into my life And made my dream real… Butterflies in my tummy Can it really be? Love has caught up with me again And sent You just for Me….
Who does not know? A woman is a rose At which you must stare And handle with care Lest the hurt you bear. What manner of heart Will not stop and stare At the sweet part Of which he must beware Or be aware Who does not know How it starts and grows And how suddenly it bends And ends With no option to amend.
sounds of one lamb bleating then the mothers calls carried upon a swirling breeze lifting a spirit such peace playing in nature's song pure as the driven snow sweet the birds singing enchanting heavenly bliss with angel feelings butterflies dancing on currents upon swirling warm winds rising then falling standing alone dog at my side staring across windswept mountains such a beautiful vision blooms an oasis fills up in thoughts patting him on the head i kneel down warmly picking a handful of daisies smiling golden treasures making a ring inside magically this mind love is all around us breathing whispers silently upon the heart one worshiping soul of regal beauty crowning emotions jewels when i look into your eyes to see the deep ocean our dreams erasing one thousand nightmares finding you my best mate to eternity we will walk together hand in hand through the gates heaven a lifetime with a dream on a mixed cauldron of vast pleasure magic spells out you
As the winter slows down and the wind is not heavy Your love holds me in the palm of your hands. You shelter me from the storms and you keep me warm in the palm of your hands. When life takes my last breath, you hold me in the palm of your hands. Your love flows from rivers slow you hold me in the palm of your hands. You took my sin and let me live in the palm of your hands. Life can hurt and twist us all over the roads of life but you untwist the pain inside, you hold me in the palm of your hands. My life is still not right, so many days of inside fright, but one thing I know, you hold me in the palm of your hands. Take me into your heart so true, help me not to be so blue, Jesus,please hold me in the palm of your hands. Written by:©Betty Bolden
little green dragon sprouts emperor's wings she lights tastes red plum nectar _family hopes among trees monarch blown from seas one love will never be still dancing rhythm meet _erratic dance but on course destiny sea blown alone sun's daughter she flies wisteria's home _cherry blossoms roam wild rose fawns run firefly hides sparrow plucks delicate wings sunflower escapes _to moon flower clearing skies monarch gone sparrow sighs apples ripe the winter the flowers are gone _Madame butterfly hides child - * Note - based on Madame Butterfly" is a short story by American lawyer and writer John Luther Long
Like the breezes that blow Carrying the wings of a butterfly The softness with each touch The innocence in your eye You've held me close In the chill of the night You've won the battles I could never fight Like the water-stained wood Around the cracked window You hold secrets and stories Most never will know The butterfly kisses In which I receive Remind me of the love The force of belief The care you show me Gives me delight The shelter you are Conquers all of my fright We've said the things We thought we never would We've climbed the mountains We never thought we could We've shared our souls We've given our hearts There's no broken pieces Just replaced parts I close these emotions With the words well meant For with you I'll be For all my life spent I'll be your sunshine On clouds of gray I'll be there to welcome Each coming day In need of encouragement Right there I'll stand Whenever you fall Right here's a hand In need of a shoulder For tears to fall upon Mine will be waiting Among open arms Whenever you're lost Just follow my voice Whether you listen to my words That is your choice But do listen to these In whatever you do For Mr. Golden Sunshine I'm in love with you
BUTTERFLY WINGS I do appreciate your being here But one day soon you know I'll disappear. And when I fly, I'll fly on butterfly wings. I know you see someone you think is me. But nothing's really what it seems to be, and when I fly I'll fly on butterfly wings. Bright light. Never ending white light. All my life a sweet ride, on butterfly wings. Highway. Always going my way I'll keep going my way, on butterfly wings. Out there I'll be going somewhere and I'm going to get there, on butterfly wings Bright light never ending white light all my life a sweet ride, on butterfly wings. It's not that I don't care, you know I do. And you can feel it, when I think of you, and when I fly, I'll fly on butterfly wings. This is one of my personal favorite poems I have written that developed into a Song Lyric. It is on Youtube, as a video as well.
it is... love too deep so much of it we did keep three years of laugh and tears shared intimate dreams owning each other in realms. he turned his back last night broke his cam and said goodbye. told him I love him many times losing him, I can't bear he is being used, my weakness, my strength. we did our best I cried much, my heart in pain. but he decided to stop hope is gone he said, find another man. must I if i love him much? LOVE INSANITY. WE FAILED, THEY WIN. (inspired by the 'Black Butterflies) Inner Whispers
In each other's arms entwined so firmly That the moon froze and the stars sailed down on the clouds silently Our fiery passions spilled and sizzled, cold and wet sands sheets The waters of the seas engulfed them slurping calmly with waves repeat . She pressed my bare back to the pricking sand Amidst sultry kisses, black sky disappeared &all seemed bright and grand Churned waters oozed froth of spent waves our bodies moulded differently but gyrating together like rowing slaves. Spurting unbridled passions on to the wet sand floor to find ourselves like two pearls grinding and our bodies set aflame and all sore Supple pecks of her lips and the vacuumed gyrating sounds of our hips Lost without a trace our names but does it really matter to us in these honeyed moments all the same Her feelings all crystalline Her, I could sense and feel in me. Her supple skins on my gladiator chest Her frantic arms clasp my back, clawing for a grip and panting for some rest. These froth filled feelings and emotions sweep past so fast, To me these moments seem into me forever last. These moments, my thoughts they treasure, Of swooning, poached emotions and pleasure…… 28NOVEMBER 2013
feelings held inside embracing emotions in a balance of trust as the water floats over spreading butterfly wings touching walls caress in flowing waves fluttering deeply inside the heart of this ocean bathing within fountains of forever young waterfalls warmly dazzling dewdrops holding such rare beauty colours love dancing inside skipping over one rainbow in the mind tickling inside smiling warmly at a golden treasure fresh warm rain falling from a summer sky
I'll love you if you love in return You're the one I want to see. You're the one I want to hold. You're the one I want to kiss. You're the one I need more then anything. Can you see whenever your never around your always in my mind twisting and turning making me into the perfect doll. Oh how I love you. I feel like i could love you to the point it killed me. Can you see how my heart races how every word you say turns me into a bumbling idiot? Don't you see how I create this work of art that so much emotion then it de before and don't you know it all because of you. If I could ever say anything it that I'm so thankful your mine and I never want to let you goals their something wrong with loving to the point it an obsession? No not in this time, not in this life, not in my heart no. So let me say I love you with a gently kiss. Forever even until after death let me love you and in return love me.
I can't compare your love to a sweet red rose, For roses whither and they die. I can't compare your love to the deep blue sea, For it rises and falls with the tide. I can't compare your love to a white fluffy cloud, For clouds have a silver lining and then they turn black as night. I can't compare your love to a high flying kite, For in a tree can get caught that kite. I can't compare your love to the brightly shining sun, For the sun rises in the east and sets in the west. I can't compare your love to a knight in shining armor, For his life has no meaning once he's finished his quest. I can't compare your love to an angel, For angels sometimes fall from heaven to hell. I can't compare your love to the rain of life, For there would be no life if the rain never fell. I can't compare your love to the pure white snow, For when the warm spring comes it all melts away. I can't compare your love to a beautiful butterfly, For the lifespan of a butterfly is only for a single day. I can't compare your love to a beautiful butterfly to see through the dark, For once the wax is melted the light goes out. I can't compare your love to the innocence of a new born baby, For if it doesn't gets its way it tends to pout. I can't compare your love to a fish swimming free in the sea, For if the fish are not careful they can end up on a hook. I can't compare your love to the greatest literary work, For when you get to the last page that's the end of the book. I can't compare your love to a secret tightly locked behind a door. For the secret can be found to one, if one only had a key. I can't compare your love to anything of value on the earth, For our love extends beyond the heavens for all eternity. This is copyrighted material. All rights are reserved. Reprints must be requested in writing to the original author. © Alisha Groves
men. David Madison - Hope your having a fgood uh, sleep...... its 1645 aND i AM WASTED. TTYL, cINDY
~The Comma Butterfly~ I am a comma-not a full stop I'm tawny brown and black and love on stinging nettles to hop I love the elm and hop plant for flitting on too I do all the other things butterflies do I am not a great beauty like some of the rest My fritillary wings do work just like the best I don't gain the oohs and arhs as I give butterfly kisses on my way Some here call me a moth-well what can you say. I flit and I kiss from elm to nettle I always do my best and show them my mettle A British butterfly I have beauty in my own way Look under my wings and I bet you will say Oh look there's a comma marked under its wing I suppose it a butterfly really poor thing I flash them my markings before flitting on my way I have so many more kisses to give out today. By: Mandy Tams~GG~
Brushing the hair from your face Watching you as you sleep The very light that fills my soul Sleeping right next to me Places my hand on your chest Gently rubbing your heart As if to heal it Mending all the cracks and scars Kissing your lips As if to heal the pain that formed upon them Pecking your eye Healing it from all the tears you once cried Grabbing your heart and placing it in a jar Placing it back into your chest Building brick around the jar in your chest Keeping you safe from all the hurt and pain its when we decided to love eachother That i realized we were perfect for one another You are my new soul You are my new air that i breathe You are the sunshine i see in the mornings And the bright stars i see in the night i love you to all eternity <3
ELUSIVE Puppy love's kiss when I was thirteen First time a butterfly fluttered by me Learned all the cheers of the cheerleading team When next did the butterfly flutter by me….. Cause one of those cheerleaders my special she GIMME A B! for the Butterfly that fluttered by me… Went off to college to get my degree Again did a butterfly flutter by me… Math degree earned plus matrimony Sei bellissima butterfly fluttering by me As my children born, each one a beauty For each did a butterfly flutter by me Alone once again, yet hopeful I be by and by that the butterfly flutters by me… © 2014 all rights reserved Written for Butterfly Contest
Taking falls alone Causes the pain to be shown Yet, this heart is not my own It is our's while together it's sewn Alas, i finally feel at home The tyrant has been overthrown Until my final moments, I vow to forever remain open Remnants of evil begin to dissipate As my eyes begin to precipitate I elevate above the delusions of hate To eradicate the illusions of shame Without you, i amass to a simple reprobate Who tends to vacate before beginning to placate I ask for forgiveness Love is my witness Guiding us into riches & keeping us from straying into ditches I stare at the darkness & pray for stars I glare with sharpness to delay the scars Beware of the ominous bars That imprison those who don't see far Yet, with you, i know no fear Not even if the end may be near Death greets me without a tear If this may be my final year Please know you will forever be endeared If this may be my final year Please know you will forever be endeared My soul will always be here Long after my body has disappeared If this may be my final year Please know you will forever be endeared If this may be my final year Please know you will forever be endeared
Do you ever watch the butterfly? The beauty in its colors. The love in its movements its just like no other. The butterfly is my favorite of the bugs and the flowers the love it shows is like Gods hand its touch is soft and full of grace so gentle in its movements like the Lamb. So as you walk in the spring watch the butterfly as it lands see how it moves and let it stand on the flowers God made for us and it, take it slow and never skip. Written by:©Betty Bolden 12-13-03
Hopeful but its so mundane Filling the hollowness with more empty pleasure But it takes my hand and and walks me through this withering decay Into the ecliptic silence, Self medicated diluted dreams A mixture of over stimulation and desensitizing me Somewhere between ominous and beautiful Letting the darkness consume my conscious brain Until the sun can realign and pulls me back into this day To overcome this strange numbness Of self inflicted shadowing Butterflies once warmed me up inside until I pulled off all their wings Holding memories I cant forget while praying to a God who has forgot But we are only allowed to keep the things that we have already lost Sometimes living is not enough without sovereignty As these flightless insects crawl back inside Then perhaps through their death life would be more satisfied Finger deep I draw a line then stand to face a blackened sky I reevaluate Your presence now without You Lord then where am I Because this is me You were my light, subsequently my faith has died Somewhere below the surface of this shifting unstable world of mine
Fairy of spring when flies high To the core of the heart of green Sleeping buds yawn with a sigh Ready to create a magical scene To welcome their loving queen The earth lays a soft bed of grass For her feet so soft and delicate And the evening brings in a glass The wine of love from the fate To welcome at the hearts' gate The colourful butterflies go zoom In the fragrance of heavenly fresh The twittering of cute birds bloom Newborn flowers like shiny flash The lovers leave away the gloom And sit under the green of doom
Take your time Take your time a moment in life To live not, but in your expectation Travel down the road, and up the stream Who said that beauty is the one far? Count every block that you pass And take time to see the rising sun and the moon. Take time it may be the only one have Be at best phase with yourself, don't hold grudges Or wonder about yesterday, no worry about today Just be yourself, and leave the rest be. Pamper yourself a little but forget not What is like to endure in poverty, to live with a disease? Take time to learn others suffering, take time to show compassion Take time and reflect everything to yourself, and ask What will it be for me, if I was the one lying there? Take your time; take time it may be all that you have
one fountain flowing forever beautiful falling mist down vision pearl drops from the eyes of a thousand dreams sending kisses on the back upon wings of a butterfly floating all over softly touching warm from the deepest skin of a heart smiling sweet wonderful rose blossoms behind the mirrors opening waves upon lips enchanting beauty sealed magic with a kiss greeting tides crashing bursts touching gently treasured feelings laying inside golden wrapped emotions in a deep jungle paradise always with you love
The Vulgar and the Beautiful By the roadside I saw a blushing flower amongst arrogant, working class weed. It suffered greatly this delicate bloom which could inspire a poet to write about the richness of nature if only bloody weed would stop being so obtrusive. I picked the flower, rude, gray weed applauded in their world of harshness beauty was strength. And now that I have changed from being an angry old man to a gentle soul, I put the flower in a vase and saw it die of loneliness Next day I stopped my car at the same spot I ignored the blaring horns of angry drivers. And the weed said: "why did you this to us we need a soft soul amongst us even when we make fun of its boon, but we need the love it creates.
From "Modern Love And Other Poems" It's raining! I joy The whispers half-mist Of the rhythmic motion That has become So deep with the sound Of your name: My love is coming! My life is dying!
When they met, their pairing unlikely. From two worlds, stories differed slightly. Into the forest ahead they go He observes her, rosy cheeks aglow. The pair ensconced in equal lushness, where the Redwoods grow, the moss touchless. Streaks of fresh sunlight mismatched in strength cast upon their shoulders from great length. Today she is his and he is hers, no aches in their hearts remain uncured. Unspoken words dance between their lips, Looks exchanged, his touch on her hips. Butterflies linger, often they do. She smiles, eyes soften, her hope renewed. Their start described as remarkable. When face-to-face, their love thinkable.
the quiet place where i write breeze swept field and shade tree the autumn sunlight warms the soul in the distance mighty towers construct of hammers and hands down by the ocean and its mighty ships the scent of open water stirs the soul this quiet place where my heart builds little worlds magnificent noble creatures come to wrestle with a deeper sea of dreams this quiet place where innocence still laughs undaunted by the world when my pen can speak its heart unchallenged by the weary day this strange place my heart goes to put pen to page a place of memories both real and wished a place where all could have been and was this quiet place crepe paper constructions of grand dreams christmas tree tinsel lions chasing dawns wicked approach where innocence still has the heart to take joy to take joy
Read more at: http://www.poetrysoup.com/member_area/submit_poems.aspx Walking along the waterside One evening of a sunny Sunday With a basket full of flowers Into it fell a butterfly! Fly! Fly! Away Butterfly, you better fly With your wings, Full of beautiful colors In my basket, Though full of flowers Is without nectar, So butterfly, you better fly. Walking along the waterside One evening of a sunny Sunday With a basket full of flowers Into it fell a butterfly! Fly! Fly! Away Butterfly, you better fly With your wings, Full of beautiful colors In my basket, Though full of flowers Is without nectar, So butterfly, you better fly. Walking along the waterside One evening of a sunny Sunday With a basket full of flowers Into it fell a butterfly! Fly! Fly! Away Butterfly, you better fly With your wings, Full of beautiful colors In my basket, Though full of flowers Is without nectar, So butterfly, you better fly. Read more at: http://www.poetrysoup.com/member_area/submit_poems.aspx
Here I swing inside my dark cocoon afraid to become all that I know I can be... A Black Butterfly too scared to emerge into my full potential and spread my beautiful black wings. I'm so afraid to spread my wings, to worried, about what this world may think of me? I'm a Black Butterfly that can't seem to set myself free from this cocoon that imprisons me. I do know how the world will ever see my real beauty that hides within me? The love I hide and the pain that does consumes me. I know this world can sometimes be cruel and rude place to be . . . but if I don't break out of this cocoon and set myself free? How will the world ever see me for me? But I must first set myself free, so that the world can see all my true beauty... and when I do emerge from cocoon? A beautiful Black Butterfly is what I shall be. As I spread my wings and fly into the sky… Fly away fly, fly beautiful Black Butterfly. Jay Andrew Anderson-Taylor Copyright ©2008 Jay Andrew Anderson-Taylor
catching the wind, lifting in flight, with delicate wings soaring its heights, looking up while searching below, a crucial time to fly alone, to ride the breeze is nothing new, it's just what the butterflies born to do, her landing never stays too long in one spot, it moves to the next, and her beauty is caught, at a glance, yet only for a moment, these beautiful wings cannot be stolen, the sun's rays shine down on her wings, her colors illuminate the scenery, leaning down to touch her, the wind then picks up to rush her, but never forgetting the beauty you've seen, through the tears of the worlds pain and suffering, revealing love for healings sake, this moment in time was no mistake, our tears released, a clear reflection, the showings of God's love and compassion
Feeling grounded, weighted down. The world's upon my shoulders. Feel my footing loosing grip, I'm covered up in boulders. The suffocating pain of life is almost too much to bear; I'd leave this world of suffering but for the ones that care. I've lost myself inside this storm. The winds are whirling round. I feel so lost and cast-away. I'm sure I'll not be found. Lacking Love, a heart neglected, it's a dark and lonely place. I seek some light in this dark tunnel; looking for some grace. My youthfulness is fading. My hope is growing dimmer. I search the sky for one small star to wish upon that shimmers. My world is crumbling down around; inside I feel I'm dying. I find it hard to leave my bed because I'm always crying. I seek security in life; to find the Promised Land. I remember Happiness is a choice that is within my hand. And like a butterfly slowing leaving the cocoon. I realize I can find myself; I can change just like the moon. Slowly, the layers peeling back, my wings begin to show. The world is feeling lighter; the winds no longer blow. The boulders crashing down are gone, I feel renewed and fearless. The pain it's gone; taken away, by love, hope and forgiveness. Smiles have replaced the tears, my life has renewed hope. The colors of my wings they shine; with all things I can cope. I learned to be the butterfly; my life could rearrange. All I had to do was from the caterpillar change.
A beautiful sunset, a painted picture in the sky. The clouds dared to take it away, but the sun shone through over this breathtaking horizon, I always knew with you, there would be a reason. I always believed in you, my heart whispers you are speaking the truth. I find blithe safety and trust in thee... please don't ever leave me. You'd miss this beautiful sunset, our memories you'd soon forget, would you want to risk that all? Giving up everything for nothing... who'd be there to help you up if ever you took a fall? Who'd be there, but me?... Who'd remember it all?... A cold wind sets in, I search for you... A ray of sun finds a sparkle of hope inside of my heart, I see you standing still, proud, and tall. There you are. A butterfly in my soul, how happy, how joyful. With this one last sunset before the end of our time, it paints a beautiful picture across the sky. Forever a butterfly fluttering, enchanting in my mind. And so you fly away, transforming in the light. Tears stream down my face, a broken heart, a sad goodbye. We will soon be together again, a promise until the end. Love will last forever, forever will find us in the end.
The butterfly glides gracefully across a field full of flowers My eyes become fixed upon the beauty Which I could admire for days and hours His wings are distinctly patterned Setting him apart from all the rest Coming off as though he's peaceful continuing on to be his best As I turn my head to look away I look back to see it gone It seems it left me here alone Did I do something wrong? Then low and behold down by my side perched on the petal of a rose Laying eyes upon one another he then flew up and landed on my nose Mr. Butterfly taught me a lesson How life goes on by us fast Live in the beauty that surrounds you For tomorrow it will be the past.
With every thought Comes a rush of joy As I think of you My love shall deploy Into your eyes so beautiful and wide Through your hair and down through your spine Passing through your heart Here come's the love chart Checking off every single part Because to me Your body is a fine art Head to toe you are so smart as I think of you I wish we could start
Bound Bound by ties Not sure were they lay If I could tell today We may be able to stray Together, away Nothing could stop us Not on our way No boundaries nor ties Not on our beautiful day
Gentle kisses Butterfly Light Gentle kisses Butterfly Light.... Gentle kisses Butterfly light, Not all I desire, This dark, stormy night. Let Go...Let Go Let your passions take over Let Go...Let Go Throwing myself at you...Yourself at Me With a growl like a huntress from the Junglel! Feeling me as I enter, Carnal lust, Sensual pleasure Crying out with Every forceful thrust! 'I love you' 'I want you' 'I must have you' Feeling my lightning Rod, Hearing the thunder deep inside, The floodgates of passion open, Nothing to hide! Thoughts of only you cross thy mind This electric stormy night, Succumbing to your Butterfly kisses, Your touch by.. Butterfly light! Peter LeBuhn Copyright ©2006 Peter LeBuhn Peter LeBuhn
Stunted growth, some seedlings need both sun and rain The sun went away, never returning again Seedlings into striplings grown warped and weak Striplings become plants, prospects bleak To bear fruit, to spread its own seed Was a forecast none could have believed Until came a butterfly bold, beautiful, unique It cared not that the plant was weak It would land on plants upon whom others never settled Taking a chance, willing to test their mettle It thought that come spring the weak plant could bloom Giving nourishment and shelter the butterfly assumed On came the weak plant to fulfil the butterfly's trust Grow stronger and higher it knew it must For the butterfly was also bereft Nothing but the weak plant had it left They stood alone together the plant trying to grow The butterfly waited for changes to show Time elapsed, spring came and went The butterfly grew tired of all the time it had spent The butterfly had kissed the plant with pollen and strength The weak plant hadn't bloomed, didn't grown in length The weak plants roots sunk deep in soil too fallow The butterfly couldn't save one with potential so shallow Leave the weak plant, the butterfly knew it must Find a strong plant in whom it knew it could trust Alone the weak plant knew it would live Deep roots in bad ground life would give However weak forever it would remain Hopes to grow strong torn forever in twain


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Breitbart – Researchers at Cornell University conducted a study about biting versus chewing habits in children and found that kids who eat chicken on the bone are more likely to disobey adults and be aggressive. The study, which was published in Eating Behaviors, found that children were "twice as likely to disobey adults and twice as aggressive toward other kids" when eating food they had to hold and bite. Researches found that children were more docile when eating cut-up pieces of food, results which would seem to indicate that there is a connection between having to use teeth to eat and aggressive behavior.
The study also found children who enjoy lox on bagels to be tighter with money and those who like tacos are probably into salsa music and chain link steering wheels on cars.
Yeah, I'm saying this is racist. Breitbart on their bullshit again. Why did this have to be chicken on the bone, huh? The scientists said ANY food that kids hold and bite makes them more aggressive, not just chicken. Corn on the cob, corndogs, peanut butter & jelly sandwiches — any of it. That chicken headline is racist clickbait junk, guys. And just because I stole it and did the same thing doesn't mean you're not shitty.
PS – cut up your kids' food so the future isn't full of assholes.

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MUSI 1111 The Sense of Music (3 credits)Developing insight into the art of music through guided listening experiences that aim to develop aural perception, historical perspective, an awareness of the formal processes of music, and some critical bases for esthetic discrimination; emphasis on the cultivation of helpful listening habits. No previous training in music is required.
MUSI 1341 Music of the Middle Ages and the Renaissance (3 credits)Evolution of the forms and practices of Western music during the medieval and Renaissance eras; the development of forms and practices during the Baroque era, emphasizing the works of Machaut, Dufay, Josquin, Ockeghem, and Monteverdi. Prerequisite: MUSI 1111.
MUSI 1350 Music in the Baroque and Classical Eras (3 credits)The development of triadic music, tonality, and its forms in the Baroque era and continuing through the classical era. The growth of opera, concerto, fugue, sonata, and symphony; Western music from Monteverdi to Beethoven. Prerequisite: MUSI 1111.
MUSI 1351 Music in the Romantic and Modern Eras (3 credits)Musical practices in the 19th and 20th centuries, beginning with Beethoven's monumental and universal works and their influence on later generations; the increase in chromaticism through the romantic era, the breakdown of tonality, and the harmonic-contrapuntal techniques and structural principles of 20th-century music; Western music from Schubert to Babbitt. Prerequisite: MUSI 1111.
MUSI 1381 History of Jazz, Blues, and American Pop Music (3 credits)African, Afro-American and Euro-American musical genres in the 19th century after emancipation; the mutual cross-cultural assimilation of these genres that synthesized into new, uniquely North American popular and then art music in the 20th century. Jazz styles considered in depth include traditional (early jazz), swing, bebop, and modal and free jazz, emphasizing recordings of influential, innovative performers of each era. Prerequisite: MUSI 1111 or permission of the instructor.
MUSI 1390 Early Modern and Modern Theories of Music (3 credits)A survey of theories of music from Zarlino to Lewin set against the relevant contexts of Western art music history. Topics include contrapuntal theory in Zarlino, musical rhetoric and early harmonic theory in Rameau, Rameaus detractors and supporters, Koch and theory of melody, Weber and harmonic analysis, Marx and musical form, Riemann and harmonic function, Schoenberg vs. Schenker, Babbitt and 12-tone combinatoriality Forte and set theory, and Lewin and transformation theory. Prerequisite: MUSI 2111
MUSI 1661 Survey of Operatic Literature (3 credits)A brief overview of the history of opera, with a focus on various aspects that this genre raises. Topics may include the relative role of words versus music, plots that are appropriate for dramatic treatment, the means by which character is created through music, and political subtexts of certain works. Prerequisite: MUSI 1111 or permission of the instructor.
MUSI 2105 Music Fundamentals (2 credits)An introduction to music notation and the piano keyboard. Designed to give beginners a basic level of skill in sight reading. Peparatory course for further study in applied music theory, ear-training and harmony.
MUSI 2111, MUSI 2112 Diatonic Harmony and Counterpoint (3 credits)Structural foundations of music and their applications to the reading, sight singing, playing, writing and analysis of melodies, as well as to the writing and playing of simple chordal accompaniments and of four-part chorales; introduction to counterpoint. Some musical experience is desirable. Prerequisite: MUSI 2105. Corequisites: MUSI 2111L, MUSI 2112L.
MUSI 2111L, MUSI 2112L Elementary Ear Training and Keyboard Skills (1 credit)Laboratory course designed to help students master the skills covered in Diatonic Harmony and Counterpoint. Emphasis on the development of relative pitch memory and recognition of interval, chord, and chord inversion. Students learn sight singing from simple melodies and counterpoints, and practice elementary skills of chordal accompaniment at the keyboard. Corequisite: MUSI 2111, MUSI 2112.
MUSI 2113, 2114 Chromatic Harmony (3 credits)Continuation of Diatonic Harmony and Counterpoint. Principles of chromatic voice leading and chromatic harmony, exploring those topics through model composition and analysis. The second semester also offers an introduction to post-tonal theory and analysis. Prerequisite: MUSI 2112.
MUSI 2113L Intermediate Ear Training (1 credit)Corequisite: MUSI 2113
MUSI 2120, MUSI 2121 Introduction to Composition I, II (3 credits)Basic techniques involved in writing music. Issues of musical structure and expression are explored in traditional and contemporary repertory via composition as well as the analysis of selected works. Prerequisite: MUSI 2112 or permission of the instructor.
MUSI 3301; MUSI 3302; MUSI 3303; MUSI 3304 Choral Ensemble (1 credit)Introduction to the vocal art and to the craft of ensemble singing through explorations in standard choral repertory. Primary objectives are free vocal production and attainment of a refined ensemble sound. Students will do physical and vocal exercises as well as basic work in musical notation, part-singing skills, and training of the ear for the special requirements of ensemble singing.
MUSI 3461 through 3484 Instrumental Music Ensembles (1-2 credits)Introduction to the craft and discipline of small ensemble rehearsal and performance. Emphasis placed on basic musicianship skills, including formal and rhythmic analysis, sight reading, and score reading, as well as on tonal beauty, accurate intonation and expressivity. Prerequisites: ability to play a musical instrument or sing, ability to read music, and permission of the instructor.
MUSI 4001 Introduction to Music Pedagogy (2-3 credits)A survey of intermediate piano repertory and other printed and Internet resources; basic vocal production and conducting, learning theory, teaching methods, organizational and communication skills. Designed to prepare students for future work with private pupils, ensembles and general music classes. Prerequisite: ability to play an instrument and ability to read music, or permission of instructor.
MUSI 4111; MUSI 4112; MUSI 4113; MUSI 4114 Applied Musical Studies (1-2 credits)Vocal or instrumental work arranged by the music staff; literature, material, techniques. A maximum of nine (9) credits may be taken in such courses. Fee: minimum $225 per semester on an individual basis, dependent on extent and nature of services provided. Prerequisite: permission of the senior professor.
MUSI 4930 Selected Topics in Music (3 credits)
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