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Butterflies

Babbling bubble,
Rainbow of colors,
Blooming
With blossoms
The beaming sun
With
Beaming smiles,
Buzzing
Consistently,
Imbued with ardor,
Beaconing spring,
Befitting beauty
Flitting
To the garden
And
Back again,
Finding
Now and then
A
Bed of roses,
Brut too,
In this
Piece of game,
Once in a while
Reaching out to
Fires and flares,
Undaunted,
Even
Beaten down,
A smack, or two,
Burnt ashes,
Broken wings,
And
Betrayed desires,
Moved
Quietly,
Quickly
Out of the
Back door,
Back to basics,
To
Beginnings
And
Endings,
Butterflies
Fly away,
A handful of dreams,
Stay behind.
A handful
Of
Trials and errors.

Linking with Velvet Verbosity - 100 Words - Smack
Linking with Blogging from A to Z Challenge - April 2014 - Letter B

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  1. Bish DenhamApril 2, 2014 at 2:15 PM

    Love this poem! Beginnings and endings. Things being left behind and taken with. It is the way of life.

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  2. UnknownApril 2, 2014 at 2:43 PM

    This is lovely! I've always loved butterflies, and this is a unique way of looking at them. Thank you for this!

    Stopping by from the A to Z-- I'm at JaimieRamsey.com. :)

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsApril 2, 2014 at 6:31 PM

      Thank you so much for stopping by and leaving me a bouquet of thoughts

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  3. UnknownApril 3, 2014 at 4:59 AM

    Touching poem. Lots of hidden messages, mixed among the butterflies. I is quite moving. Thanks for paying a visit.

    CarolynBrown-Books

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsApril 3, 2014 at 8:55 AM

      Thank you so much Carolyn for such encouraging words abd stopping way

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  4. Tara R.April 3, 2014 at 6:19 PM

    I love all the imagery you pack into your poems, like little treasures.

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  5. Whispering ThoughtsApril 3, 2014 at 7:47 PM

    Thank you so much Tara. It is so emcouraging to hear such positive feedback from you

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  6. AnonymousApril 4, 2014 at 6:24 AM

    The alliteration was well done - I like the bold highlights to call it out.

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