Jenners, cheeky possum, offered me a 'strings-attached' award.
I could have the award if I wrote a poem about butterflies.
I have tackled butterflies twice before: here and here.
I took a different tack this time.
The award is in my Trophy Cabinet.
Cycles
She flits from shrub to shrub,
There to lay her eggs;
From them comes a chubby grub,
A stomach, with hairy legs.
These multi-legged eating machines
Do what their mothers reckoned:
Quickly gobble up their greens,
And a flower or two, for seconds.
When they are full and quite replete
They spin a home of silken strings
There they discard most of their feet
And grow a pair of wings.
A brief flutter with a passing mate
Leaves the female ‘in the club’;
Entrusted with their joint estate,
She flits from shrub to shrub.
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© J Cosmo Newbery
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I could have the award if I wrote a poem about butterflies.
I have tackled butterflies twice before: here and here.
I took a different tack this time.
The award is in my Trophy Cabinet.
Cycles
She flits from shrub to shrub,
There to lay her eggs;
From them comes a chubby grub,
A stomach, with hairy legs.
These multi-legged eating machines
Do what their mothers reckoned:
Quickly gobble up their greens,
And a flower or two, for seconds.
When they are full and quite replete
They spin a home of silken strings
There they discard most of their feet
And grow a pair of wings.
A brief flutter with a passing mate
Leaves the female ‘in the club’;
Entrusted with their joint estate,
She flits from shrub to shrub.
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© J Cosmo Newbery
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I want a home of silken strings.
ReplyDeleteI like the way it starts and finishes with the same line, emphasising the repeat of the life cycle, no?
ReplyDeleteJ Cosmo - that made me smile
ReplyDeleteLee summed it up exactly... The cyclical thing. I like the "entrusted with their joint estate" part, too. Sounds so decent. Maybe a poem about a praying mantis should be added to your to-do list.
ReplyDeleteit's the circle of life ..
ReplyDeletein a fluttery kind of way.
And so the cycle continues,quite amazing really...from a grub to a beautiful butterfly. ♥
ReplyDeleteI love this. And I love that you called Jenners a "cheeky possum." Ha. :)
ReplyDeleteI must say I've never been called a "cheeky possum" before but I quite like it! : )
ReplyDeleteI can't believe how fast you turned this around! You are so gifted. Truly.
Love the description of "a stomach, with hairy legs."
I'd like some silken strings and a pair of wings.......Silken words, as usual!
ReplyDeleteWhat, no use of pupa and larva and all the possible rhymes therein? I'm disappointed.
ReplyDeleteAll kidding aside, great verse!
BRAVO!! A well spun tale if I'd ever heard one.
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