Reality always strikes when it seems as if you are finally going to get that peace, losing yourself in the dream… How much I dread this reality.. how much I loath the dream that is not real..
Enjoyed the poem. I’ve written about butterfly’s myself. So beautiful and so easily broken. Dd you know that Monarch Butterfly’s migrate thousands of miles. Such beautiful creatures. I could never be one because I always seem to need WD40 and its much to heavy to carry for a butterfly.
PS. You are work is always beautiful, but this time I don’t know if I like the you without a voice.
Reality always strikes when it seems as if you are finally going to get that peace, losing yourself in the dream… How much I dread this reality.. how much I loath the dream that is not real..
Great!
But butterflies are part of reality. Just a different perspective of it…
Good to be in the center of the butterflies. Would be a good place to think and dream. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Beautiful poem and so vivid.
Beautiful but sad.
I love this piece, where it takes me as I read it, Lovely work.
I am always glad when you like something I wrote!
I always enjoy your words, I just tend to sit in my painting corner and watch .
Sincerely
Benjamin
Enjoyed the poem. I’ve written about butterfly’s myself. So beautiful and so easily broken. Dd you know that Monarch Butterfly’s migrate thousands of miles. Such beautiful creatures. I could never be one because I always seem to need WD40 and its much to heavy to carry for a butterfly.
PS. You are work is always beautiful, but this time I don’t know if I like the you without a voice.