Butterflies On A Buttercup

Robert Anderson Fri Mar 18 2011, 16:41

Butterflies On A Buttercup

Today, I danced and touched myself
Left the groceries to them self
I left the wolves in their cave
And spread my wings to find the ocean

I found the ocean like a potion
As the sun danced down on ripples
As warmth cradled clouds
I could feel my nipples, rise

Then waves and a thousand horses ran over me
To fields of barley in the sand
A rainbow took my hand
And left me where I longed to be
Within my mind of you

A mirrored reflection came to me
Droplets of water married me
The way this life used to be
I swam where dolphins engulfed my soul
And loved me for my very goal, In life

I tasted the salt in the wind
And heard the sound of a mandarin
As I danced and flirted with the air
Pan pipes played without a care

Let the wind blow through my dress
And show my thighs in all digress
I’m still as sensual in this, my jest
To what will bring, or follow

I placed a lily in my hair
To the child with this inquisitive stare
But today I dance without a care
I will kiss her heart tomorrow

I read a book and lazed around
I drank some wine and heard some sound
Today the sound came once around, again

Never give in, and never give up
We are butterflies, on a buttercup

Poetry and painting © 2011 by Robert Anderson

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Sue McDonald Sat Mar 19 2011, 19:26

Beautifully writen, I enjoyed reading this very much, well done and welcome to the site ..

AFriend Wed Apr 20 2011, 08:20

This poem is a little deep for me. I do like the symbols you use to explain, though. I'm not a writer but I enjoyed reading it!

Have a good day.

Dori Wed Apr 27 2011, 14:43

Enjoy reading the poem Bobby, the picture is just a great as the poem.. :)

Teresa Jane Price Tue Jun 21 2011, 23:05

Wow! Can there be any more said?

Robert Anderson Thu Aug 18 2011, 19:11

Thank you so much for the lovely comments . It was written around cancer.
and the people that have to go through it for real .The painting took me around a month but the poem took five mins because it is part of life today. It is a scourge we have to live with. BEV? you know what it is like when we write real ??? we can write crap about landscapes and nice sky'S but death from this garbage is actually reality. If we can make a change to reality , through our art and poetry, then we we have done our jobs xxxxx

BC Williams Fri Aug 19 2011, 03:35

I may have lost my mojo Bobby:-) But yes, I do understand writing from the heart, finding the right words to express a bad situation. We writers of poetry have bags of tricks to innervate the emotions and deeper thoughts of our readers. If a piece touches the heart, than we've done our job. After all, actions have no voice in apathy . . .

BC Williams Fri Aug 19 2011, 03:37

Your work really does inspire me:-) Great writing, Bobby!

Robert Anderson Fri Aug 19 2011, 07:33

Thank you Bev, If we can kill it , then we can cure it is a roundabout xxxxx

Robert Anderson Fri Aug 19 2011, 07:35

You inspire me also girl xxxxxx

peewee Fri Aug 19 2011, 09:12

Well done matey XXXX

Little Owl Wed Apr 04 2012, 08:02

Wonderfully written. Enjoyed your poem.

sunny

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