Sunday, May 1, 2011

freedom







A butterfly
wearing a pretty magenta gown with dotted yellow,
fluttering and flickering behind the window,
floating hastily here and there,
like a torn love-letter in a gush of wind.

As I open the window ajar,
with a tiny smile
brushing past my face
she flies,
taking wing
under the vast blue dome,
brave and defying,
like a rainbow flash,
leaping forward
soaring higher
a splurge of color
against the serene white canvas of cloud,
painting my cheek with a hue of hope.


13 comments:

The Unknowngnome said...

This is very uplifting.

I like your comparison of a butterfly to "a torn love-letter in a gush of wind" that paints your "cheek with a hue of hope".

There is no "clutter and clang" here. :)

Andy said...

Oh to be free to roam the skies and the earth like this butterfly.

Beautiful.

Rose said...

Freedom paints lovely pictures in my mind and I thank you for that - Beautifully written dear ladly:))

gautami tripathy said...

So beautiful...

beguiling time

Lynette Killam said...

A simply charming piece, filled with love and dreams...the last line is perfect!

Lynette
Imagination Lane

Brian Miller said...

excellent...i love butterflies...little magical sky dancers...and i would certainly find hope in them...

PsycheBubbles said...

Nice and subtle use of words, nicely done. :)

Claudia said...

this is a beautiful splurge of colorful words..

mindlovemisery said...

Absolutely enchanting. Love the comparison of a butterfly to a torn love letter

ayala said...

Beautiful as always. I left a comment days ago and blogger made it disappear. I love your writing :)

bendedspoon said...

so lovely. to freedom and smile :)

Kavita said...

Butterflies can be so inspiring, can't they? And you've given them the perfect tribute here, with your poem.. it's just LOVELY!!

Celestial Dreamz said...

^ I am gr8ful :)