Three Butterflies

Wrote the below poem for the prompt “Butterflies” With heavy heart and tired feet I lower myself on the garden’s wooden seat Skies gray, vacant eyes and throbbing head Cluttered mind, filled with dread   A squirrel scurries, I gaze ahead; silent, in its direction Pondering wistfully, adrift; a delightful distraction Ethereal creatures before me…

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Nature, heals all!

My mind a blank slate, My heart, a placid state, I wake up, at the break of dawn, The pillows still damp, I gently tip-toe…   The sound of the ocean beckons, A  drizzle; my drowsy eye awakens, The waves rising, falling, and rise again- I stand still, in awe, at the shores…   The…

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