butterfly
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butterfly
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scrap of paper
plucked from my hand
wind a tease
always one wing beat
beyond the finger tip
attempts to read
its delicate code
of dots
and dashes
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a yellow Post-it note
folded on the tower
of a blue sky cornflower
a tatter
a musical note
set to the panic
of butterfly flight
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a curtsy and away
across the field
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pursued by a butterfly net
and a killing jar
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Copyright Jane Spavold Tims 2018
nichepoetryandprose 
That’s very nice Jane.
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allan hudson
May 31, 2018 at 6:54 am
Thanks Allan. I love butterflies and moths. I’ll have to ‘discover’ some on Meniscus! BTW beelwort makes it into the glossary in Book Five, to be released later this year. Also in the book, an acknowledgement to you!
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jane tims
May 31, 2018 at 6:47 pm
Enjoyed your fresh approach to butterflies and the images will keep returning throughout the summer, Saw my first Tiger Swallowtail yesterday, but there was only “a curtsy and (it was) away across the field.”
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roseburkeauthor
May 30, 2018 at 7:25 am
Perfect subject matter for poems!
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jane tims
May 31, 2018 at 6:42 pm