Poem: What Happens When a butterfly Flies

Blogoratti June 13, 2017

Quote of the day: 

 Metamorphosis has always been the greatest symbol of change for poets and artists. Imagine that you could be a caterpillar one moment and a butterfly the next. -Louie Schwartzberg 

A picture of butterflies
The butterfly effect came to mind when writing this piece. The idea of a small cause having a large effect -basically cause and effect. A lone butterfly flew in through my window and decided to stay, hence the idea behind this poem. 


What happens when a butterfly flies
Celestially through an open window?
On a hot summer day
Surely a sight for sore eyes

Wings flapping dexterously
Establishing a unique pattern of movement
Both lucid and implausible to the eye
Like a performance by Khatia Buniatishvili 

My scrutiny intensifies, and my eyes cognizant
Watching it float across the room
It perched nearby showing off its colours
A dance to secure its rhythm and dominance

What happens when a butterfly flies 
The small cause and effect of sudden appearance
Poised to unlock a hidden door to another life
Small change and different outcome despite its size 

What significance does it bring forth though?
A possibly prelude, a ripple effect, answers to life
Half way across the world in distant lands
The precision of hopeful wings aglow.

Don't you desire to be a butterfly for a day
To be free to view the world from a vantage point
To glide and weave through obstacles with little or no effort
To be consistent in a world in disarray. 

But what a dream, which is far from reality
I am neither a butterfly nor is a butterfly me

What happens when a butterfly flies
It conquers alone
It is not at fault
Perched high and away from prying eyes


 Have a nice week!
Peace. Love. Light*


 Current Listen: Nina Simone -I Put a Spell on You

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Love the smell of rain, white clouds turning gray. Have a thing for poetry, music,art and design.. I take each day as it comes. let me take you on this journey. It's your ideas that matter. For collaborations: blogoratti@gmail.com

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41 Comments

  1. MadSnapper12 June 2017 at 14:54

    beautiful poem and I don't think I have ever had a butterfly come in the house.. I call them flying flowers and they do lift the spirits for a moment

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  2. Yorkshire Pudding12 June 2017 at 15:06

    A thought-provoking poem. On the eighteenth line should the word be "possible" rather than "possibly"? Just curious that's all.

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  3. DMS12 June 2017 at 15:58

    What a beautiful and thought-provoking poem. I have always been fascinated by butterflies and the process that transforms them. I love to watch them in my garden. :)
    ~Jess

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  4. Alex J. Cavanaugh12 June 2017 at 16:34

    Nice! A butterfly is like the gentlest of breezes or a wisp of a dream.

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  5. Pat Hatt12 June 2017 at 16:42

    They sure fly all their own, creating what they will when flown.

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  6. Mary Kirkland12 June 2017 at 16:42

    I love butterflies, they are so pretty.

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  7. Jimmy12 June 2017 at 16:48

    Very nice, well done.

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  8. CJ Kennedy12 June 2017 at 16:50

    Just got a flash memory. I think from a television program. Something about a story where a little girl fell asleep and dreamed she was a butterfly. When she woke up she couldn't remember whether she was a girl dreaming about being a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming about being a girl. Butterfly weather today.

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  9. A Beer for the Shower12 June 2017 at 17:20

    I love the emphasis on certain words. Butterflies are amazing little things. Always so fun to watch. I don't think I know anyone who dislikes them.

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  10. eileeninmd12 June 2017 at 17:20

    Hello, lovely poem. I think I would enjoy being a butterfly for a day. I just bought a few plants hopefully to attracts some butterflies to my yard. Happy Monday, enjoy your new week!

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  11. Marcia12 June 2017 at 18:27

    Butterflies do have an interesting perspective but when I've sat and watched them, they never fly in a straight line - the flit and flutter, undecided as to the direction to take. First one way then back then at a right angle then up and down. They are definitely without limits and enjoy flight.

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  12. Carol Blackburn12 June 2017 at 18:45

    Lovely poem. Butterflies are such delicate creatures and so pleasing to watch. If you've never been to a butterfly garden, I highly recommend it. Enjoy your day!

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  13. Kindlemom12 June 2017 at 18:48

    Beautiful! Thank you so much for sharing this!

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  14. Kelly12 June 2017 at 19:21

    This is lovely and thought-provoking. I like butterflies (and dragonflies!).

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  15. Daniela12 June 2017 at 19:21

    Such a lovely poem, darling friend, thank you for sharing it today !

    Wishing you a most lovely new week,
    I'm sending blessings across the many miles

    XOXO Dany

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  16. chica12 June 2017 at 19:51

    Muito lindo!Adorei! abraços,chica

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  17. Lisabella Russo12 June 2017 at 20:26

    What a wonderful and thought provoking poem, I love butterflies...

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  18. ^.^12 June 2017 at 20:33

    Not many butterflies here up north, but I know they are untouchable cuz when you touch their wings, they will die. ^.^.

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  19. John Going Gently12 June 2017 at 21:09

    I need to read this again when i am not so tired

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  20. Beauty Unearthly12 June 2017 at 21:25

    Lovely post! Have a great week!

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  21. Lowcarb team member12 June 2017 at 22:06

    Enjoyed the poem.
    Love Nina Simone music ...your current listen

    All the best Jan

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  22. Bill12 June 2017 at 22:29

    What a lovely poem. It would be interesting to be a butterfly for a day. I love watching them when I see them.
    Have a wonderful week!

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  23. Marie Smith12 June 2017 at 22:30

    How unusual for a butterfly to enter a house. I've never seen that happen but it's great inspiration for the poem. Love it!

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  24. NatureFootstep12 June 2017 at 22:36

    I had a a butterfly inside last night :)

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  25. Cathy Kennedy12 June 2017 at 22:44

    Nice poem, Blogoratti! I can tell your little visitor intrigued and inspired you. To be free as a butterfly sounds nice but to live life as an insect wouldn't be too good. :D Thanks for popping over to dance with me! Have a good week!!

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  26. Martha Jane Orlando12 June 2017 at 22:55

    The idea that a butterflies seemingly insignificant flap of wings can eventually have such a major impact speaks to the fact that even in our smallest acts of kindness to others (offering a cup of cold water, a smile, a word of encouragement) can have a never-ending ripple effect in this world.
    Beautiful, reflective, imaginative poem!
    Blessings!

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  27. Elizabeth Edwards12 June 2017 at 23:45

    i love that song. i enjoy the idea. shedding and starting over ... and over. when ever you might decide to do so. ( ;

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  28. María Pilar Bernal Maya13 June 2017 at 01:23

    such a beautiful poem
    have a nice day
    kss
    =)
    New post in my Lifestyle Blog

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  29. Anonymous13 June 2017 at 01:41

    Charming what you have so artfully woven here. Thank you for this joy.

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  30. My name is Erika.13 June 2017 at 02:44

    I love the image of a butterfly flying through an open window and where you go with that. Wonderful poem. :) Erika

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  31. Lee13 June 2017 at 02:49

    Time spent watching butterflies fly by is not time wasted. Time not spent enjoying the beauty as they go about their business is time wasted.

    I enjoyed your poem, Blogorati. It caused me to smile and to feel at peace. And yes...I wouldn't mind at all being a butterfly for a day (or more) dancing from flower to flower, without a care. :)

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  32. bj 13 June 2017 at 03:21

    Dear Mr. Blogoratti, what a lovely talent you have...such a pretty poem. Thank you so much for sharing it with us...and for coming by. My Mr. Sweet had to go back in the hospital this day...we are worried as his seizures are getting worse. Please send healing thoughts his way. Thank you....

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  33. Margaret D13 June 2017 at 06:33

    Love butterflies - beautiful poem :)

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  34. Rajesh13 June 2017 at 06:46

    Very beautiful poem.

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  35. DUTA13 June 2017 at 07:09

    Don't remember a butterfly entering my home, but I well remember the butterflies at the Valley of Butterflies in the greek island of Rhodes ; a magnificient sight!
    Your lovely poem takes me back to the versatility of color, the virtuosity and freedom of movement that these tiny creatures have exhibited, and makes me wish I have the chance to see them often and admire them.

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  36. Couture Carrie13 June 2017 at 10:16

    So beautiful! Love your vocabulary too!

    xoxox,
    CC

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  37. Blogoratti13 June 2017 at 13:50

    @Everyone: Thanks for your comments, really all appreciate the feedback!

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  38. Gillena Cox14 June 2017 at 12:52

    Vivid and beautifully penned

    Anemone

    much love...

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  39. Sherry Blue Sky14 June 2017 at 16:50

    I so enjoyed fluttering around with this butterfly, though I did worry it might hit the wall. Ellen said something cute the other day on tv. She wondered what butterflies feel in their stomach when they get nervous. Maybe they get humans, lol.

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  40. Victoria16 June 2017 at 20:49

    So beautifully written, a feast of visual imagery! Magical and inspiring work!
    Victoria

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