Butterfly Sonnet.

Phoebus far shone his beam upon the day, 
As I met a sight of the grass in spring.
And the winds moaned as their leaves gave way, 
Butterfly plights with colourful wings.
The sky they roamed over flowers and maize, 
Antenna's height of the Earth to be kings.
Their spots were gold, and their legs were of lace,
Silver and white by the river song sings, 
Of wings so bold in this beautiful place,
So that one might know of the joy they bring.
As wings unfold their whisper while they sway,
High as the kite; flown long, without a string,
A perfect mold,and delicate embrace,
And day so bright, until high they cling.

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"Butterfly plights with colourful wings.
The sky they roamed over flowers and maize,
Antenna's height of the Earth to be kings.
Their spots were gold, and their legs were of lace"

{a true classical feel these lines have--gorgeous}

"As wings unfold their whisper while they sway,
High as the kite; flown long, without a string,
A perfect mold,and delicate embrace,
And day so bright, until high they cling."

{this is just a magnificent imagistic Sonnet}

Love it!!!

james:-)

[Wondering Mind]

A very nice sonnet- I like your use of "Phoebus"- it added to the classical feel of the poem. Thanks for sharing.

[Crusaderscross]

Feels exactly like a medieval troubadour writing. Being an historian, I really liked the construction of this piece. Reminds me of medieval prose. I may be way off but that what I think. Great job

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a lovely sonnet, it's soft and flows well

[topsyturvy]

I love the title and the poem itself. Though at first I was bit hesitant to read it, uhmm, font was too small x.x Other than that, poem was beautiful :P

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

classic form delicately offered~ a light brush stroke of words to create this poetic painting~ truly lovely~