Sunday, June 4, 2017

Butterfly Comments

Rating: 4.5

Sound is my slumber but rude my awakening;
low my chrysalid origin, but high my carnelian hope,
hard the time I endure in but harder the hurt
of cleansing of my negative selves, thoughsoothing
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Anju Addanki 16 April 2020

so well described butterfly.

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Ms Doubtfire 29 December 2019

Where have u hidden your ja.. for all these years? Its inside.... I see it, but cant feel it.

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Anjandev Roy 29 September 2019

that flounces from petal to tassel........magnificent write.Thank u, dear poet.anjandev roy.

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Luz Hanaii 05 June 2019

So beautiful, these insects are such lovely accents to nature.

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Montazar AnNayef 15 April 2019

Most beautiful metaphor ever " noiseless flying flower" . So profound and touching. How come no one every used that insightful metaphor to describe a fly!

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Jennifer Kay Simmons 10 March 2019

thought provoking poetry! thanks for sharing best wishis

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Kevin Patrick 25 December 2018

Lovely observational poem, butterflies are one of the few insects that get universal praise in the whole pantheon of insects. Maybe rightly so, its the colour that illuminates the mind.

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Akhtar Jawad 05 August 2018

My poem Hidden In Me is a comment on this lovely poem. Anyone intrested may read it at PH.

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A poem on butterfly, most beautifully envisaged and written in a fascinating style. One of the best poems that i have read on butterflies. Wonderful Yoonoos! 100

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Colin Jeffery 03 October 2017

Love the poem and butterflies - - you have a fan in me

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Tandin Wangchuk 27 August 2017

beautiful poem i must say.

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Tom Allport 14 August 2017

a lovely poem of a fellow living creature that like us is always at the mercy of nature? ................wonderfully written.

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Abekah Emmanuel 08 July 2017

I personally admire free and blank verses, as the poet, just like the butterfly, become free to explore the beauty of nature. Sir Yoonus have captured my attention with this one, and I admire his bravery to express himself in such a manner that depict the very liberal nature of his subject-butterfly. When I look critically at the structure of the poem, it is obvious you exercise a good command over line arrangement, because one needs to read it with caution in order not to tarnish the beauty of the butterfly.(ha!) I like the lines ...... as if its childhood wound with wisdom, risen with sun duty, it wantons from succulent vegetations to flower gardens cajoling blossoms and tassels.... It sounds very poetic and the assonance embedded in it makes it colourful. I must surely arrest a butterfly today. ha! Nice poem....keep writing!

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William F. Dougherty 07 July 2017

Muscular thought flexing underneath the verbal thrust and flow.

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Roxanne Dubarry 06 July 2017

You write about beautiful butterfly s. Your poetry brings tear drops to my seeking poetic eyes. I write about butter fly fairies.

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Richard Jarboe 04 July 2017

Excellent observation. I have the wedding of my son later this summer and have planted flowers that attract butterflies in my garden. They are a profound example of love, eh? Take care, ric

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Joe Hughes 04 July 2017

Great imagery here. Deep. Thank you

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Marcquiese Burrell 27 June 2017

A nice poem about the nature of the butterfly.

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Marcquiese Burrell 27 June 2017

A nice poem about the nature of a butterfly.

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Sara Militello 21 June 2017

Nice! Beautiful poem! I think the poem is about the wonderful cycles of life which renews hope with every survivalist change as it goes through its growth stages. I particularly noticed the words at the end, anonymous, free. Humanity seems to have lost a good deal of privacy and freedoms, yet so many seem to hold fame in a lot higher regard than I ever have. I love the words anonymous and free! Don't you sometimes feel we humans can grow in beauty throughout our lifespans? I know that some do, but so many do tend to add to their vices, believing that the only way to survive is by being as criminal as the ones leading nations. My cynicism does show when I let it; but I have earned it. However, I have developed ways to divert my attention to pleasant things like the wonders of enjoying friends and family, beautiful art, poetry, a deep appreciation of Nature and, when the horrors I am aware of overwhelm me I will write a poem reflecting what I think of political leaders. The full gamut of my awareness shows in the poems I write. I am working hard at not becoming yet another bitter old person as I age; and judging from the opinions sometimes expressed by friends, I have so far escaped that fate. How can you be so cheerful and fun-loving when you know so much about what's going on, Sara? My answer is that I refuse to allow evil people to determine how I should feel about life and the myriad joys which are possible. I will read others of your poems when I get through responding to my mail; which accumulates because I don't visit this site as often as I'd like to.

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