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!
Audio and Discussion-
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
Want to Give Your Opinion?
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 firstname.lastname@example.org. Thank you in advance. skp