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Post by ARTHUR KELLY on May 11, 2009 16:36:20 GMT -5
Beautiful butterfly, flutter by me, Donning lace wings if you will; Magical ballet, mesmerise me.
Out do, would you, the busy bee, With that Agile, fragile skill; Beautiful butterfly, flutter by me.
Stay and play a while, maybe, Land on my hand, rest so still; Magical ballet, mesmerise me.
Short lived: such a pity, fly free And dance, until your final ill; Beautiful butterfly, flutter by me.
Your delicate flight, a sight to see, Such joy and art in my heart, you fill; Magical ballet mesmerise me.
A breeze hums summer melody, You toy so coy on my windowsill; Beautiful butterfly, flutter by me, Magical ballet, mesmerise me.
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Post by polonius on May 11, 2009 23:18:58 GMT -5
Very nicely constructed, Arthur. I think you have mastered this form. I think it's suited to songs more than other poetic forms, with the requirement for repetition. The challenge is saying something sensible and new while abiding by the rule, something you have done nobly.
So have an EXALTING biscuit.
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Post by stacy (FINALLY back!) on Jul 1, 2009 14:57:08 GMT -5
I loved this. It flowed so well. There is nothing more beautiful than a graceful butterfly. Hard to believe that all were once ugly caterpillers lol. Nicely done. This was a most enjoyable read for me.
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Post by apocalypticjay on Jul 13, 2009 3:22:51 GMT -5
I loved this the first time round at TPS Arthur and I love it again here, beautifyl poem from a loving heart!
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