Thursday, April 16, 2020

Here I Am


Animal, Beautiful, Blue, Butterfly
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Here,  I am inside my sanctuary, I call home
there's no place to go, no place to roam
I dream of yesterday and all it offered
our world forever has been altered

Here, I am watching the clouds pass by
a trio of blackbirds take off for the sky
I dream of sprouting wings to take flight
soaring the heavens in warm sunlight

Here, I am listening to spring's tunes
hoping to emerge from this lonely cocoon
a blue butterfly waiting for transformation
fluttering through the window of isolation

sharing with dVerse
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author's note:  Wishing all health and peace of mind 

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16 comments:

  1. Dwight L. RothApril 16, 2020

    You describe the isolation so well. It really takes its toll in time. Loved this line and the play on words:
    a blue butterfly waiting for transformation
    fluttering through the window of isolation

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  2. kaykualaApril 16, 2020

    hoping to emerge from this lonely cocoon
    a blue butterfly waiting for transformation

    Everyone seem just as eager to fly out of the cocoon.It has been trying times these past weeks

    Hank

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  3. lillianthehomepoet.wordpress.comApril 16, 2020

    Hello Truedessa: You post often at dVerse (for which I'm thankful) but, unless I'm not seeing it, I don't believe you linked this or tagged it to dVerse. Could you please do that?

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    1. TruedessaApril 16, 2020

      Hi Lillian, I have linked it sharing with dVerse if you click dVerse it brings you to dVerse.

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    2. lillianthehomepoet.wordpress.comApril 17, 2020

      Thanks! I love how you repeat "Here I am" in each of the three stanzas. For me, it gets to the sameness of our days these days....in one place. But oh yes....hopefully all will emerge beautifully, more grateful than ever for our freedom. I'm grateful our cocoon is large enough that we can have a bit of space alone as well as much space together! :)

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  4. Jade LiApril 16, 2020

    Our minds certainly have time to wander to many realms as we wait to flutter freely again. Lovely poem, Truedessa.

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  5. Sherry Blue SkyApril 16, 2020

    I really feel this poem. My entire being has grown quiet, these past weeks. It is like cocooning. I hope when we emerge, that the world will take a turning towards safety and more compassionate living on this planet - for all.

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  6. Pat HattApril 16, 2020

    Sure captured what most are going through. In and want out. Fly free, but wings clipped.

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  7. colleenApril 16, 2020

    YOu the blue butterfly and me the bluebird of happiness. Lets go! Nothing would surprise me now.

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  8. Frank HubenyApril 16, 2020

    I like the thought of the butterfly going through the window of isolation.

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  9. Kim M. RussellApril 17, 2020

    I like the gentle pace of this poem, like the days in isolation. We feel safe at home, but still long for the outside, and take solace in
    ‘…watching the clouds pass by
    a trio of blackbirds take off for the sky’
    which dreaming of taking flight.

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  10. SilverGardeniaApril 17, 2020

    This sums up our current isolation very well. Hope we can all be blue butterflies soon.

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  11. Alex J. CavanaughApril 17, 2020

    We will all be transformed when this is over.

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  12. Sanaa RizviApril 17, 2020

    Love this especially; "I dream of sprouting wings to take flight
    soaring the heavens in warm sunlight."💝💝

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  13. Yvonne OsborneApril 18, 2020

    I like this, the butterflies and blackbirds. Made me think of lying on my back at the pond of my youth. Thanks.

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  14. brudbergApril 19, 2020

    I have the benefit of being allowed outside... I have never seen spring in the same way as I did today.

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