Monarch Revisited

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Inching o’er the milkweed stalk
munching leaves around the clock;
it has no time to stop and talk,
but continues on its hungry walk
feasting throughout the day.
Until at last it can begin,
to spin and spin and spin,
before retreating deep within,
hanging in a grand display.
On the branch, bundled; sleeping
resting from its insect creeping
in renewal steeping
tucked away from gazes peeping;
the chrysalis sways.
And morphs from gentle green to clear
until at last the cracks appear
now it’s time for the premier:
watch the tenant fly away.
Flitting now from flower to flower,
glorying in its newfound power;
as it wiles away the hour
monarch of this fragrant bower
lights upon a purple spray.
Glances o’er its fertile land,
where mint and lilac hand in hand
fan out like jewels in vistas grand
under the sun’s dazzling rays.



I started this poem back in 2019, updated it back in February, and then revisited it again now. I think I'm done at this point, but who knows! Shared with dVerse for OpenLinkNight.

Anticipation

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Awaiting with glorious longing most
Natural and human I do not boast
The patience of saints instead
I posses an intolerance for the hours ahead
Counting the minutes twice over
In case I’ve counted wrong, moreover
Pacing around and around
And around again I’ve found
Tricks the time into stretching out
Increasing until I’m compelled to shout
Of the unfairness so I scream and vent
Not until the time is past can I rest content



An acrostic poem.
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Curious Deeds

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See here is such a common seed
And yet it’s full of curious deeds
For seeds are magic I’ve heard it said
So bury it there in the flower bed
And though it’s entombed within the earth
We still wait for a blossoming brith



Written for dVerse.