The Petal

This was a poem I wrote after a bad situation finally ended. It was a long time coming and I knew it, so was a good feeling! 


The Petal

The petal drops

And scrapes the air.

A butterfly in motion,

Silently moving

Left to right,

Right to left.

This the last leg

Of the final mile,

Till it hits the ground

And my heart sighs.







2 Responses

  1. I love the lines–the petal drops and scrapes the air–that is so wonderful! Well done.

  2. Thank you Caroline, that and the last line are my favourite lines! Glad you liked it so much!

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