By Tim Law Molly watched on from the front porch of her family’s beach house as her older brother Marcus chased a beautiful blue Ulysses butterfly. With each fruitless leap and swipe that Marcus made with his bug catching net, Molly’s smile grew all the broader. “You’ll never catch it!” Molly laughed. “That butterfly is … Continue reading Blue Ulysses
By James Bates Butterfly Delight Purple Coneflower Monarch butterfly alights Double delightful. Sunlight Dancing Morning dew sparkles Tiny droplets glistening Sunlight dances wildly. Thirst Springtime misting rain Tender garden shoots reaching Thirstily drinking. Jim lives in a small town twenty miles west of Minneapolis, Minnesota. His stories have appeared online in CafeLit, The … Continue reading Three Haiku
By Paweł Markiewicz gallant butterfly I am godifying Your strong born from the starlets singularly wolf in Your call – a charm fulfilled the most tender weird aboveboard boar You are looking for the stream in druidic holt arcane-meek lynx I would know traces into charm of miracle the far-sighted fox You like flowers … Continue reading THE DREAMERY FROM PRAYER-BOOK OF AN ANTS
I AM THE RAIN I am the rain That drips down my palms And nourishes the trees The flower, the dirt I am the mud that soaks up All the water And I am the well And the drink I swallow From the rain that flowed Into the well Which was the water That soaked … Continue reading Poems by Gloria Buckley
By Victoria Crawford Milkweed branch suspended, wet wings uncurl to signal visible chant of cymbals beat with runes encrypted. Nuance baffles phonetic delivery. Delicate stretch under sun seasoning, salting vellum damp to parchment that cues message rhythms, cracks and curves, waved in wild calligraphy, blackletter skin engraved. Purposeful definition arises in wild words soaring beyond vision, … Continue reading Cocoon Emergent
By Thomas Page People articulated By traits becomes a Grave--dry bones. Lab'ling the other Tacks their equal to a board Like a butterfly. A clock will tick in Unique tremor for each new, Subsequent heard tock. How many years pass On Pluto and the other Bodies as light flies?
By Pat Ashinze You are a garden of ambrosial colours and psychedelic patterns. Let no one make your soul feel primitive and lightless. You are a name that gives the night her light. You have the blood of nature in your arteries. You are too deeply rooted to wilt from drought. Like a butterfly … Continue reading AURORA
By Emma Woodford Flat canal fog, disappearing trees line adroitly planted paths. Water flows coal barges float, with cars parked. The train glides, buildings grow gravel patches spread like butterflies. Roads pass ponds with corner herons standing, are they watching fish or waiting for the sun. November days passing, greyly lit winter, curling … Continue reading Third Place Winner of the Holiday Poetry Contest- Canal Fog