Butterfly Dance


Pollen and petals and puffs of cotton cloud
Swept through the sky
Like a wave in the wake of a magic wand
From its curve
Bronze wings swirled
A climbing butterfly cyclone
Dancing
Above the drift
And I thought to myself
If I had not looked up
I would have missed this.


C. LJ Ireton 2020

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