Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

The Wings a Flutter

Butterfly entangled in the spiders web,
restless and fighting, there’s more life
ahead.

Reaching to set free and leave behind,
the remnants of the spider and the
darkness he holds inside.

The wings a flutter fearlessly try,
to reach for you, to release what
is locked up inside.

Delicate as poppy growing wild and
strong as a mare running by your side.

Butterfly entangled, now broken free,
and with a little help, we control the sea.

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