Wednesday, April 28, 2021

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yellow butterfly 

passing  yellow ixoras

yesterday's  watching


of its freedom to pass by

not stopping for a visit


today  writing of 

that butterfly passing by

its yellow colour


observation clings

to the chance of being here

not somewhere else


where no flowers are blooming

no yellow butterflies fly


coincidence lurks

In the yellow sameness of

sunshine and flowers

GARDEN LIMINAL- A RENGAY © gillena cox 2021



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30 comments:

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

Here, and not somewhere else, is all we have.

Brother Ollie said...

I love the anchor of the colour yellow. Vibrant piece.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

i like the way the repetitions are also changes

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Maggie

Much💛love

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Brother Ollie

Much💛love

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Rosemary

Much💛love

Cressida de Nova said...

Beautiful illustration !

Deann said...

Lovely work well done.

indybev said...

Like a burst of sunshine!

Michele said...

your poetry always makes me smile, so beautifully written. loving all that yellow as well! xo

Rommy said...

How lovely to watch the butterfly on its path

Old Egg said...

It is always good to visit and read your poetry Gillena.

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Cressida

Much💛love

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Deann

Much💛love

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Bev

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Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Michele

Much��love

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Rommy

Much💛love

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Robin

Much💛love

Sim said...

I love this explosion of yellow!

Kim M. Russell said...

I love the way yellow shines brightly throughout your poem,
Gillena, and the yellow liminal space in the lines:
‘coincidence lurks
In the yellow sameness of
sunshine and flowers’.

Jim said...

Missing butterflies make us wonder, they can fly across the Gulf of Mexico to us, but after they lay eggs they die. Who teaches the baby butterfly after being larva where to go next?
..

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Beautifully penned. Indeed, may we always have butterflies and flowers.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Oh, I thought my earlier comment hadn't posted! Not only posted but answered, I see. Never mind, you can have two this time!

Taluula said...

Lovely work, my friend.

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Sim

Much💛love

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for your appreciation Kim

Much💛love

Gillena Cox said...

Nice ponder JIM. Thank you for your appreciation

Much💛love

Gillena Cox said...

Always happy that you drop by Rosemary

Much💛love

Gillena Cox said...

Thank you for dropping by Taluula

Much💛love

purplepeninportland.com said...

Simply beautiful, Gillena!