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Monday Poetry Prompt

This week’s prompt: visual




2 thoughts on “Monday Poetry Prompt


    Robert Hillyer’s besotted butterfly hangs from a cobweb rope.

    Still as stone, the folded wings will fly no more,
    Yet all around the sunlit rainbows race.

    The gardens bow before a flotilla of milkweed fluff,
    Yet death delays as the fountain sings on.

    To sunset, to moonlight, other gardens, other flowers.


    Posted by David Staudacher | October 10, 2016, 5:07 PM

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