Butterflies

Butterflies

A Poem by Fanicia E.

I am a butterfly.
Gliding through the air.
Riding invisible currents.
Yet I suffer more when I'm allowed to wonder
because my path tends to be one of a downward spiral.

I am a butterfly.
Fragile wings torn.
Hurtling towards the ground in a disjointed ballet.
Landing in a heap, but insisting I'm ok.

I am a butterfly.
Pinned under glass.
I am not in my natural state
but
that is of my choosing.

How many are there like me, I wonder?

© 2017 Fanicia E.


Author's Note

Fanicia E.
ignore grammar. Please interpret this as you see fit. Thanks for reading!

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How we often begin by flitting around in life without settling, beautiful like a butterfly but never really knowing it.Then life intervenes and deals us a glancing blow. How we respond is often fixed and affects us thereafter. The choice of metaphor lends credence to this easy to relate to piece.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

6 Years Ago

Thank you!



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You are not alone. Very well spoken.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

5 Years Ago

Thank you T.S. Sky!
T.S. Sky

5 Years Ago

You're welcome. :D
I really like this, I never thought of a comparison like this before but it's great!

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

6 Years Ago

Thanks, I'm glad you liked it!
Wow i am lost for words this was an inspirational poem, really enjoyed it

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

6 Years Ago

I don't see it as very inspirational, but thank you nonetheless. I'm glad it made you feel inspired .. read more
WoodenChair

6 Years Ago

well i think there's an art to falling, and downward spirals are something of beauty, i'm feeling in.. read more
Fanicia E.

6 Years Ago

beauty in fragility. i can understand that
How we often begin by flitting around in life without settling, beautiful like a butterfly but never really knowing it.Then life intervenes and deals us a glancing blow. How we respond is often fixed and affects us thereafter. The choice of metaphor lends credence to this easy to relate to piece.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

6 Years Ago

Thank you!
You are in such good company. This particular butterfly crashed and burned long ago. Your use of words in beautiful, not a single wasted thought. Excellent work. It is interesting how you run the full gamut of emotions - light and airy to forlorn and crushed.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

6 Years Ago

AWW thank you! you're feedback is greatly appreciated!
Fanicia E.

6 Years Ago

edit for typo: *your
The second stanza connected to me very well. . . you have drawn a very realistic comparison between butterflies and us.great work. . . and hats off to your out of box thinking

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

6 Years Ago

I am overjoyed that I wrote something that resonated with you, and did not need an explanation. It m.. read more
A very beautifuk write :)

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

6 Years Ago

Thank you I appreciate it!
Giulia King

6 Years Ago

I see my typo, 4 months later loll. I mean beautifuL ! Lol
Fanicia E.

6 Years Ago

lol it's cool. I was just looking at my older stuff and saw i had a grammatical error too lol
I like the metaphoric connection you've made... of butterfly and life... "I am a butterfly. Pinned under glass." definitely a line that many can relate by, and I am one of the many...

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

6 Years Ago

Thank you! I'm glad I could relate to you :)
Beautiful butterflies, wanting - needing to fly free, happily, not intruding, not offending. But then, finding that life is not as thought. Slowly caught up in the mess of surroundings until -
dear goodness - finding self trapped, pinned in an ugly place.. sad, lost. Perhaps?

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fanicia E.

6 Years Ago

Well said!

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Added on June 13, 2017
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Tags: nature, butterflies, internalization, denial

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Fanicia E.
Fanicia E.

Houston, TX



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