wing of butterfly

dry
discoloured flower
and
a crumbled
wing of butterfly

between
two yellowed pages
of
love poetry...

a kiss
and some
memorable instants
plus
the endless moment of pain

just between
birth
and
death...

and several subtle rhymes left

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read ver.2: http://www.stihi.ru/2009/12/18/1780


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How sad... and altogether - nice!..
But seems more of a woman's way of perception and thinking. Sorry, I may be worng about it, as, obviously, I cannot think as a man would!:)

Агната   11.12.2009 17:01     Заявить о нарушении
Thank you, Agnata!

Another poet, C. J. Krieger, wrote in his review on the "wind of butterfly": "This poem put a big smile on my face..."
Just to let you know this is not sad to others (and me as well).
As to the woman way, I didn't think of it... may be, may be. Let it be so. Though, life, birth, death, poetry, searching for the sense and living values all exist to men, too :)

By the way, it was written after watching the "Pillow Book"

Just have posted the ver.2 of it:
http://www.stihi.ru/2009/12/18/1780

Павел Ничков   18.12.2009 09:22   Заявить о нарушении