Upon a fuzzy vista – vision blurred – <br />I tried to focus; nothing ever solid <br />Came to view, but undeterred, I blinked <br />An eye to try again. Through the mist <br />A coloured hue; polychromatic flames <br />Had flickered at a whim; a rhythm bore <br />A thrumming too: a naturalistic hymn. <br />Behold! Were I to find a synonym to <br />Reproduce or recreate <br />The apparition of a butterfly, <br />Evolving through the waning vapour, <br />Drawing on a sigh from this romantic. <br />Glory be! The raging sun above <br />Had fired his furnace, flaming off <br />The hangers on. Now I saw the flare: <br />His time has come. He spread a tortoiseshell – <br />A scene of Mother Nature at her best. <br />I lay in peace in knowing I was blessed. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009 <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Butterfly Butterfly Butterfly Butterfly Butterfly Butterfly <br />Butterfly Butterfly Butterfly Butterfly Butterfly Butterfly fly <br />Butterfly Butterfly Butterfly Butterfly Butterfly Butterfly fly<br /><br />Mark R Slaughter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/apparition-of-a-butterfly/
