Afternoon in May

Haunting the grass
a butterfly
alights
upon its
rain-bent blades.

Daisies bathe its
tawny wings
in shadow.

Seconds pass.
Then
up and
away it flies,
freckling through the
haze. A

blackbird's voice,
flute-soft, clear,
accompanies its
breeze-borne flight to

other grass blades

and

other flowers.
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Posted: Jul 2010

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caroljoyce
Sensational yet unpretentious. I could see and feel everything you wrote. 'Rain-bent blades 'is out of this world. I would buy it; hope you get more views, persevere.
Ladyjj
I was laying in a summer meadow with this..tuning in to the sights and sounds..good writethumbs up

Keep them coming Snowfoxgrin

Ljj..cool angel
Ladybee42
thumbs up thumbs up bouquet bouquet
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