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lift -off, monarch and the
astronaut
traveling space, carrying a dream
drifting away, would it matter not
slumbering under silver moonbeams
traveling space, carrying a dream
traveling space, carrying a dream
drifting away, would it matter not
slumbering under silver moonbeams
traveling space, carrying a dream
safely tucked in their warm cocoons
slumbering under silver moonbeams
listening for the hum of celestial
tunes
safely tucked in their warm cocoons
breaking seams, butterfly emerges
listening for the hum of celestial
tunes
fluttering in space, break
free she urges
breaking seams, butterfly emerges
awestruck, the astronaut begins to cry
fluttering in space, break free she
urges
trapped in his human shell, he sighs
awestruck, the astronaut begins to cry
perhaps, there is hope for man-kind
trapped in his human shell, he sighs
winged beauty, you're a special
design
perhaps there is hope for man-kind
drifting away, would it matter not
winged beauty, you're a special
design
lift-off, monarch and the astronaut
lift-off, monarch and the astronaut
author's note: written for The Sunday Muse
form: Pantoum - A Story Poem
sharing with Poets United - Poetry Pantry 498
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They are a special design indeed! I love the hope that emerges and is truly carried by the butterfly. An inspiring write Truedessa!
ReplyDeleteThank you Carrie for hosting.the Sunday Muse!
DeleteThis is lovely, and hopeful. I love the repetition which enhances the beauty of the message.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sherry! Butterflies were actually transformed in space making it through each stage of development. Truly amazing.
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DeleteThe magic of what emerges from the cocoon...
ReplyDeleteIt truly is magical! The astronaut and the butterfly, one spiritually free the other contained.
DeleteNice contrast, not a race. The monarch is fragile but so is the astronaut.
ReplyDeleteI agree fragility in different phases.
DeleteWonderfully written. I can really visualize this poem. And the message of hope, that you've tucked in it, is always very welcome. My 11 year old grandson has just begun to 'catch on' that all is not well on this planet and I sense he is quite bothered by that. So yes, 'hope' (especially for the children of this world) is always lovely to see in poetry … and elsewhere.
ReplyDeleteI agree, Wendy, hope is what keeps the human spirit striving for a greater awareness.
DeleteThis strikes me as deep and complex – and an excellent pantoum.
ReplyDeleteI guess it is a bit deep as I explore the contrast, I find hope that in some other reality mankind will survive and see the beauty and wonder of the world.
DeleteWhat can emerge can save the day, if mankind were to listen.
ReplyDeleteI agree Pat so many possibilities to explore!
DeleteI love the concept of butterfly and astronaut - as if each have a limited journey time but for a moment it shines wonderfully
ReplyDeleteI like the parallels of the monarch and the astronaut, and indeed there are many. I do hope there IS hope after all. We can dream there is and perhaps dreaming will make it so.
ReplyDeleteBoth safely tucked into warm cocoons until ready for flight. I can imagine the astronaut inside his suit marvelling at the monarch a tear of hope he cannot wipe away clinging to his eye.
ReplyDeleteHow clever to compare the chrysalis and the astronaut gear! Good write.
ReplyDeleteFragile beings in an incredible journey..love the use of the word space..it flutters within the poem..nice.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful True. The rhyme is wonderful and the essence of the piece is so uplifting — excellent writing.
ReplyDeleteAs beautiful as the monarch you describe
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