Contract,
Lengthen, cyclic persuasion
Gorging on random thoughts
Crystalizing perspective, before
Spin, spin, spinning
Sun dappled leaves
A wilderness of
Technicolour wings
Softly unfurl, reveal
A homage to vividness
In metamorphosis
Butterflies
D R E A M
Eyelids flutter
Flash of colour
The mirror reflects
The abyss of her reality
Painted red lips
Brash with uncertainty
Lacking vibrancy of butterfly wings
She watches, waiting
For the other to take flight
Envy insidiously creeping into her mind
She is bound in the rich tapestry
Of a creation which does not absolve
©DA Whittam
Visual Verse, Vol. 9, Chapter 4
Chel Owens 
Very engaging poems, Chel.
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Not mine, but I liked them.
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Nice to see Deb is still writing…
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Shhhh… you know this person? 🙂
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Deb and I go way back. She was my first follower and we exchange writing sometimes.
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That’s great! She also tends to change blogs so I was teasing about the anonymity. 🙂
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Did I write that? 😂
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Either you, or you’ve a twin…
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Wow, and I never knew
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It’s tough when you lose your medication…
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I’m wondering how Chelsea found it, I didn’t even know it was online. I wrote that ages ago
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I’m a super spy. Or… I have Google.
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What we’re you googling? Butterflies?
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Nope. I was trying to find your latest blog. 😀
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Oh, but I thought you knew that one … which is closing in June
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Deb!
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