Flitter

Flitter

 

Flitter-

Where are you?

Sitting, then flitting,

on the morning dew.

I can't find you, the

color, I can't see.

Flitter, flitter,

Where shall you be?

I smell the fragrances,

its all for not.

I wonder where you are,

stirring this pot.

Show me, where you

have gone.

Flitter, flitter,

butterfly,

to the pond.

 

Copyright 2007

Lisa Jones

Reviews

[Michael X]

beautiful magestic scenery, love the mountain
imagery, passionate and artful, a wonderful work
of creativity lis, peace, mike

[Lydia Shutter]

Almost a travelogue....rich in imagery. Cute twist at the end...was it real? Hmmm....for you to know I suppose! I liked this. Lydia