THE BUTTERFLY
(the flight of the eastern tiger swallowtail)
By Jim Kittelberger
It slews, it yaws, it sideslips
It meanders
In a less than straight
Path to the nectar
While
It’s beauty, it’s grace,
It’s vulnerability
Flies
Straight to my heart.
A vanity site for sure. When I get an urge to write a short story or a poem, here is where it lands. I even like a few of them. I hope you like even one.
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