The Lament of the New Butterfly

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A butterfly doing what he is meant to do, and we suppose that he is enjoying every minute of the experience.

The Lament of the New Butterfly


There is yellow
Coming out of
Things in the yard.   
There is a lighter
Shade of green
Out there as well.  

It must be Spring.
When did that happen?  

I was quite liking my
Brown and grey cocoon,
So safe and quiet.  
Now, I will have to unfold my wings.

I liked being wrapped up in my self.  
I liked not seeing anything else but
The inside of me.

And now with my wings unfolded,
(But, oh, my Lord, aren’t they gorgeous!)
With them ready to go,
I am expected to flit and fly
Visiting other creatures, that
I can only tolerate for a moment or two.
 
Oh, Spring, what had’st thou done to me!  


Susan Patterson
03-2013

Audio and Discussion-

Spring is coming early to Oregon.  We've hardly had a winter at all.  But now it is time to relish the new season of growth and community.  It is time to be out and about enjoying the sunshine. 

Here is a poem where I poke fun at myself.  It's easy to do.   This verse is a bit like how I am. (I'm so sorry dear friends, I really do enjoy your company.)  However, it seems that I am often like a hesitant butterfly.  But, aren't we all?  Aren't we all cautious at times?  Do we not all shrink from that which might ask us to venture out of our comfort zone?  Well, some of us do.  Nevertheless,  I am happy for spring.  Further I am happy to flit and fly once in awhile.   Getting out of my safe cocoon isn't all bad.  Thanks for enticing.  skp

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James and Susan Patterson keeping warm on a pier in Victoria British Columbia, Canada

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Want to Give Your Opinion? 

Cyndi and Karen in the Patterson living room sharing opinions.

I am looking for a few good women!  (A few good men would be nice as well, but asking for men is a risky way to start an article. )  As you may know, for the past ten years or so,  I have been doing poetry readings...or recitals...or whatever you call them.  Until now, it has been readings of my oldie-but-goodies tea poems.  Now, however, it is time to break into a new dawn!  Finally!  I am in the process of honing a presentation of my current and non-tea related poems.  In that process, I need to read to an audience to help me decide what poems work for a good presentation.

So here is what I am asking for, a focus group!  Yep.   I am looking for a group of ladies and/or men who are willing to get together for a couple of hours...maybe drink wine...maybe munch on crackers or enjoy desserts.  I will read poems I think would touch people and would flow together.  The audience will be my sounding board.    I need to know what will work and what will not.  The opinion of intelligent and thoughtful people will help me immensely.  

If you are willing to host a little get together - focus group, please let me know.  Call me at 503-655-2809, or email me at [email protected].  Thank you in advance.    skp

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▶ God doesn't keep track of time.  He is too busy keeping track of us. 
                                Earlene Grey

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The best color of spring comes from the daffodil.

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Open the doors for spring!  skp