analogy, lost love, love hurts,
by Silent One |
she was a caterpillar,
i her cocoon
she was the music
i her dance
she was the rose
i her thorns
she was lost among the stars
i showed her the moon
i drifted like a tepid breeze
but she was lost in the storm
she was right
i was not wrong
she lit the fire
i burnt like hell
23 October 2018
by Mary Thompson |
animal, beauty, butterfly, change,
Furry little caterpillar in
your coat of black and brown
It's so very hard to tell
if you are up or down
From your lofty branch
you fall onto a leaf below
Only to decide again
that's not the way to go
you are so steadfast
in your flight
I have such sympathy
for your plight
As you inch about to and fro
I wonder why I love you so
Then as the miracle
of life's performed
With golden wings
you are transformed
Your former self left stiffly dried,
no more a furry coat inside
Now as you glide on currents high
I need not wonder ,why I sigh...
Tis you I love, my Butterfly!
Author Mary Thompson
by Arturo Michael |
inspirational, planet, power,
That's what we need
A smell of flowers
Love's the air we breathe
A Natural Being
As a river flows
Down the stream
Into the sea we go
A Soul Heart
That laughs and cries
One that bleeds
Yet for love survives
A Sun Smile
Shining thru your eyes
A new beginning
Beyond this earth and sky
A Soul YOU
Perfect in every way
From a caterpillar
To a butterfly someday
A Soul ME
With natural energy
To dance and play
I need Soul Power today
by Brenda Victoria Northeast |
faith, hope, life, love, nature, seasons, visionary,
The thunder makes way for
As does the caterpillar make way
For the Butterfly
So too do I make way for
The changes of
Christ in me
© Brenda V Northeast 27th April 2012
by GERT WEWEGE |
From playing with Caterpillar to Butterfly
I'd always be on standby
A little rough around the end
You are everyone's best friend
You're daddy's little girl
My precious precious pearl
Your lovely cheerful smile
Makes everyday worthwhile
From singing to ballet
You'll be entertainment's attache
Your soul is so kind
You are the rarest find
People will be with you
From Cape Town to Timbuktu
But i wont be to far away
When love has just betray.
by Amanda Welsh |
The sun comes up early in the morning
Green leaves turn to bathe in the sun
Flower petals open widely and stand proud
As the caterpillar slowly begins to wake.
Absorbing her surroundings
Soaking in what it means to be "me".
In stature, in knowledge
In love, in understanding, and grace
Painfully she grows through cheers and jeers.
Not who she is, but
Rather what she is turning into
A young, thriving, vibrant butterfly.
Like a flower's petals
She is colorful, majestic, and strong
Her beauty will captivate and mystify for ages.
by JoanMarie Peranteau |
friendship, lonely, loss, lost love,
The flowers wither
without the sunshine and rain
and without the winter cold
the snowman melts away
Without more wood
the fire will surely die
and without a cocoon
will not become a butterfly
The trees loose their leaves
when summer turns to fall
And ears that turn deaf
cannot hear the birds morning song
The electric lamp shines no light
when from its power source
it has been unplugged
And without your dear friendship
without your precious love
Alas, oh my darling,
I am like all of the above
by Chadwick Vincent |
Life is like a
River of Love
Flowing with Experiences,
A Cosmos full of Possibilities
And an Intersection of
Imagination and Illumination.
Life is like a Caterpillar
Until its Metamorphosis
Reaching Adulthood and Beyond.
The Childhood Race has Ended.
Adulthood is Now Here.
by Gracie Bawden |
freedom, love, war,
She wears peace signs
But screws like bombs erupting
Hips rocking like caterpillar tracks
Rolling over boulders
‘It’s a war in there, baby
And I wanna fight’
by Lala Merx |
I never wanted to be me, in the first place,
to be the root of chaos and disgrace
Like an always left alone phrase,
Like a sea of gray, like an empty space.
But I never thought that you would find me,
In a place no one dared go and see
Where dwells only the filthy,
Where dwells on the unworthy.
You gave me tender and care despite who I was
Like making gold from a molten brass,
Like how you pick a caterpillar from a grass.
I am thankful for God has given me a gift so vast.
You then loved me with passion and pride,
For having a gold like me by your side
Now, this is a short story,
From my long happy memory.
by Samuel O. E. D'phoenix |
beauty, fantasy, girlfriend, love, youth,
Needless of your seduction I have fallen;
Deep in the ocean of love; I awaken.
Do you know this feeling you have arisen?
Coming forth like a caterpillar from its cocoon
Such, is my sweet sorrow story,
Told even by the cowry,
Engendered by love’s mystery;
Played to the gallery of misery
How I wished this was not a phantom
Already, it would have blossom
Never to be obstructed by the storm
Yes! I would cherish it to doom
by Troy Snyder |
I am the moon; I see the world in a different light
I am a flower, no tree can compare to me,
I am the rhythm in music, only the high can hear
I am water, when the desert is all you see.
I am the dance when the rain starts to fall
I am a caterpillar with a butterfly as a soul,
I am the breeze that can blow like the wind
I am a perfect diamond inside a piece of coal.
I am the flame that brings love to your heart
I am laughter when a smile just won’t do,
I am a hug when a tear is about to fall
I am a kiss to tell you I am here for you.
by Troy Snyder |
butterfly, inspirational, journey, life,
Butterflies are amazing
How elegant do they fly,
They float and love to flutter
And reach way up in the sky.
Born as a caterpillar
Crawling everywhere they go,
Wishing they were something else
But far little do they know.
They hibernate the winter
And wake up with a surprise,
They are born again with wings
They cannot believe their eyes.
Just like a caterpillar
Waking up and not know when,
Keep your hope and all your faith
You can learn to live again.
by Carol Ryan |
appreciation, butterfly, happy, inspirational, love, silly,
I am a silly caterpillar
By the fumes of Grace.
Look my way
My wings are blue
I am a light hearted butterfly sailing on the drafts of love.
I am a laughing baby your serious faces
So funny to me
I am an attitude of gratitude
by PJ Gongora |
appreciation, beauty, emotions, heart, love, rainbow, relationship,
From a caterpillar you are morphed
A beautiful creature you become
The old you is just a corpse
You are now a priceless sum..
You are my new beginning
After the storm you are a silver lining
Bringing color to my pale phase
The kind of good luck I cannot waste..
Short-lived, yes you certainly are
But in your lifetime you transformed
The passing hours you raised the bar
In my soul a secret garden you formed..
I am a reflection of your hue
When your wings failed you have me in lieu
Your charm is an eternal effect to aid
In my heart your beauty never fades..
by Frances Schiavina |
Does a seed see the sprout
as it changes underground
or a creeping caterpillar
know it will fly above the cloud?
Pregnant clouds birth the sprouts
cracking through the earth a smile
feeding bees drinking light
falling to reseed when ripe
circling sprout to seed in cycle.
Fear keeps love seed in hide
both from tears and sunny smiles
clipping wings of wonder's flight
with foreboding gypsy lies.
Love’s riches grow unwatched
from unlocked heart depart
coming in and going out
bruised to tears
or touched to smiles
in unending circle cycle
from the cave of love unlocked
life’s river flows uncharted
by Angelika Stanczyk |
Flowing waters, seeping threw creaks
Always heading towards a destination...
God is my deatiny
I flow towards him as gravity guides me...
Faith as transparent as water, sustains my being.
Yet why am i lost?
Lost in a desert...
Where has my river gone to?
No trees for shade...
No breeze of comfort.
Scorched and burnt, tired and weak, lost am i.
Knowledge of his love is the only compass which ushers me.
Though i am lost, hungry and inneed,
I surrender myself unto his will,
For i knw my suffering is with purpose.
Like a caterpillar in mourning, i will die and be reborn..
New, Strong, Beautiful and once again Alive.
by Adejumoke Adewuyi |
birthday, flower, friend,
Alamandas are green,
Violets are purple,
Holly-hocks are pink,
Mari-golds are yellow,
Sun flowers,yellow too,
all in beautiful colours of nature.
There goes the wasp out to suck up the nectar.
The caterpillar clench on beneath,in its cocoon,
in a bid to mature.
Ranging hovering flies perch on to suck up juice.
The social insects, termites eat up the stems as lunch.
Sly fox walk by with its razor sharp teeth,
bite out the petals.
Billy goat bleats for joy seeing the mari-golds,
as its dinner is sure.
And the badly labelled of all creatures,man,
in awe at the sight of the sumptuous red rose.
He uproots but tends in a garden.
He plucks but dishes out as a show of love.
by Joy Spoerndli |
adventure, child, how i feel, imagery, joy,
Splash in a mirror of glistening mud puddles
Take time to make mud pies, do a caterpillar cuddle
Then stand still, listen well, let the wind tickle your ears
Breathe in deep, then exhale, let go of all your fears
Sing a new song to the moon as it wakes up the night
Wave to the stars glimmering in their brilliant light
Stretch your imagination to delight the child in you
Finger painting in the sand with natures golden hue
Mix your day together with smiles, love and laughter
Be true to your dreams, live a life happy ever after
by Chelci Biggs |
True love grows like a caterpillar becoming a butterfly.
Starting off slow inching as it goes by.
Soon your wrapped up in love
Like a caccoon patiently waiting undisturbed.
Getting ready to spread new wings
Each pattern created perfectly.
You together make one whole complete
While flying to the rhythm of eachothers heart beat.
by Jill Spitz |
Love is something that you feel,
It's so intense its like an invisible chain.
Love is something that you think,
you wont be able to get it out of your head,
it's like another heart.
Love is something that you'll be,
it will change you,
like a caterpillar to a butterfly.
Love is like a tiger,
fierce and impossible to ignore.
Love is like the wind,
soft and gentle,
but lasts forever.
Love is like a candy,
sweet and irresistible.
Love is big and will last forevor,
just like the universe.
by Christina Hons |
cinderella, friendship love, humanity, universe,
Separated by silence the tensions fill the room.
What was once one world has divided into two.
Cinderella lost in Wonderland trying to find her way home.
Peter Pan in Neverland fighting the urge to grow.
Two souls who ran and hid away together in hopes of escaping reality.
One content in idle. The other losing their sanity.
Peter Pan does not see the beauty that lays in disguise.
No need for a looking glass in Neverland when everyone who sees is blind.
Cinderella sits at the crossroads, undecided with what to do.
Waiting on the caterpillar she heard so much about. Maybe he has a clue.
by Reighis Lenwil |
butterfly, depression, desire, emo, me, sad,
Frightened little one,
'N utterly beautiful caterpillar, she was.
Oh, courageously hunted,
Wicked wild flower, she spotted.
Beauty with a wing; t'was never granted.
For thy love of beauty was forever wished,
Such patience started to wither.
Poisoned flower thought contained magic,
Eaten with endeavour; life ended tragic.
Decipher the last thoughts,
Of the caterpillar that perished.
Alas! You'll hear her words,
My thoughts, perhaps.
by Madi Cook |
9th grade, cheer up, earth, food, health, humanity, uplifting,
I'm not doing so great, the food is alive!
I won't make it at this rate, look at them thrive!
The tacos have feet, the waffles can dance
Pizzas love sleep, and rhubarbs grow fresh plants
Chile peppers sculpt and mashed potatoes snap
It may seem wrong, but they're not so bad
This is not major, but all humans are gone
I'm a caterpillar in this time and age:
the year 7351!
by George Schaefer |
birth, dream, hope,
The caterpillar enters into
the cocoon stage
hiding from the light
til the time is right
for the butterfly
to emerge and take flight
and dazzled by its beauty
even the winds
stop their howling
and the rocks of the centuries
pause to take note
Is this enough?
It’s not too early or too late to tell
It’s just something the war torn
battered spirits need
to replenish their sinking souls
as hope springs eternal
so too does
the triumph of love
emerge in the face of death—
on the eve of destruction
to lift the deflated prophets
of the dream’s final truth