PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

if a butterfly
could but take
for its own personal
growth
the human form
how should one suppose
such lovely a creature
be keenly assessed
glib yet fluttery
effervescent with wind
much too elusive
fragile and delicate
for any meaningful touching
which would mean
no intimacy
no feelings of true oneness
with another person
fascination would
eventually flounder
and yet
flight (escape)
would be
akin to suicide
( no wings after all see!)
in theory
what would seem
exquisitely beautiful
would quickly become
a nightmare reality
quite professionally
wrapped
in the loveliest of
wrappings
yet when
such present
is opened
a 'Puncture Wound'
is inflicted upon
the psyche
with much too much
after the fact
affliction
smearing that
stubborn tear
rolling softly down
my heart
I bow my head
in self educated
resignation..........
(Sept 14, 2015 1215pm)