Pipevine Swallowtail Butterfly — Image by kenne
This butterfly has arrived,
I watch wondering
if it knows of its
new freedom
still holding on to a host
in a new beautiful
yet tragic existence
with three perceptions
of life in one world.
— kenne
Archive for the ‘Butterflies’ Category
Pipevine Swallowtail Butterfly Leave a comment
Western Branded Skipper Leave a comment
Western Branded Skipper — Image by kenne
Extruded Art & Snyder Poem, “Water” 1 comment
Image by kenne
Water
Pressure of sun on the rockslide
whirled me in a dizzy hop-and-step descent,
Pool of pebbles buzzed in a Juniper shadow,
Tiny tongue of a this-year rattlesnake flicked,
I leaped, laughing for little boulder-color coil —
Pounded by heat raced down the slabs to the creek
Deep tumbling under arching walls and stuck
Whole head and shoulders in the water:
Stretched full on cobble—ears roaring
Eyes open aching from the cold and face a trout.
— Gary Snyder
“I am a poet who has preferred not to distinguish in poetry between nature and humanity.”
Orange Sulphur Butterfly Galaxy 3 comments
Orange Sulphur Butterfly Galaxy — Image by kenne
A butterfly
wrapped
in floating shapes
the mountain air
under a
peaceful blue sky
where my heart
dances with
reflected tree shadows
moving with the wind.
I will not take back
one butterfly,
one flower,
one fallen giant ponderosa
all belonging
where trails provide
avenues
for friends sharing
nature's reawakening.
-- kenne
Buckbush Butterfly Moments and Fire On The Mountain Poetry 2 comments
Marine Blue Butterfly On Buckbush Blossoms
Marine Blue Butterfly On Buckbush Blossoms
Lupine Blue Butterfly On Buckbush Blossoms -- Images by kenne
Fire On The Mountain Down valley a smoke haze Rises above the Catalinas Six days of fire and heat After 100 days of no rain. I try to remember the smell of rain Of mid-afternoon thunderstorms In the Sky Islands of my beautiful desert Nurturing wildflowers and butterflies. I turn and go back to Mt. Lemmon Thinking of the recent moments Hiking with friends through young aspens and pines caught on steep ridges Between heaven and earth. -- kenne
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Texas Crescent Butterfly on Mt. Lemmon, Arizona — Image by kenne
Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued,
is always just beyond your grasp, but which,
if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
— Nathaniel Hawthorne
Southern Dogface Butterfly 1 comment
Southern Dogface Butterfly — Computer Art by kenne
ALL OF ME IS MINE
If I’m still alone by now it’s by design
I only own myself, but all of me is mine.
But it’s hard sometimes when strangers
offer you a dime.
I only own myself, but all of is mine
If I still drink water when some folks drink wine
I only own myself, but all of me is mine.
Butt it’s hard when city windows dance
with candleshine
I only own myself, but all of me is mine.
The price you pay for sunshine
can sometimes be quite dear
when all you have to sell is youth
it’s hard to lose another year
my only forced submission
has been the rape of time.
I only own myself, but all of me is mine.
— Rod McKuen
