Photo/ Bert Stern
TODAY WE CAN SALUTE MARILYN.....an invitation from Tess at Magpie Tales.
BUTTERFLY
Hey Joe, it's what I do,
I turn the infra-red on
across the universe.
Even interstellar dust
can't obscure my game.
Did you want me
to round the bases with you,
when restless hands
keep reaching for
my effervescence of desire?
What book did you have to open
to find me?
I don't live in words,
but in the space
between your eyes and mine,
a cocoon on my way
to metamorphosis.
See me flying by,
a chrysalis,
exuvium crumbling,
A Monarch butterfly.
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15 comments:
Nice capture!
And I am LOVIN' the opening photos to your blog!
Hi Mimi-
Thanks for the visit..and I love to find unique pics, don't you?
ah but Joe bored her
I wonder who was the winner and who was the loser in that relationship ultimatley
nice
last stanza is amazing
Hi Suz-
That was her problem, I think..having to keep moving on..she never won, except to last forever!
Hi zongrik-
Thanks so much...she remained the ellusive butterfly, didn't she?
lovely..thanks for sharing your words
She was so tortured, so complicated ... I don't believe any relationship could have lasted.
That 3rd stanza is stunning Lyn....a captivating and beautiful write!!!
Hi Tumblewords-
Thanks so much!!
Hi Wayne..
Thanks for visiting and your kind words!
Hi Helen-
You're so right..no matter how long she lived. she'd be a wanderer...
Hi Carrie-
Thank you..she's always been so enigmatic to me..and we share a first name!
Great one! How did I miss this, especially since I was probably standing over your shoulder when you wrote it? Fab! Love it!
Hi dori-
Thanks..I did it when you weren't hovering!!
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