Tuesday, March 18, 2008

One Night Only

[OK, I guess I had another tree poem in me tonight. This one just shook itself loose. See more at Read Write Poem.]



One Night Only

There was one time,
when the monarch butterflies
stopped for the night
en route to Mexico
and made it look
as though my pretty,
green leaves were dead.





8 comments:

Crafty Green Poet said...

I would love to see the monarchs migration, must be a spectacular sight.

sister AE said...

I only saw them at rest, but it was a pretty amazing thing!

gautami tripathy said...

For such a short verse, it contains a great image!

numbing nirvana

sister AE said...

Thanks, Gautami. I liked the feeling of a throw-away comment in the course of an (inplied) much longer conversation.

Linda Jacobs said...

Oh, that ending kind of surprised me. I was expecting something like flame but was pleasantly surprised by this image! Excellent!

sister AE said...

Linda - when the butterflies are in flight you get the flashes of orange, but at rest, their wings are folded and only the dull side shows. When the cover a tree, the green leaves are concealed behind all the dull orange. And the next morning they all leave and it is like it never happened!

...deb said...

I am so glad this was in you. Terrific suprise, and vivid.

sister AE said...

Thanks, ...deb