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Days of golden butterfly wings
Days of golden butterfly wings — Guadalupe Cisneros-Villa · Blog en MundoPoesía
Days of golden butterfly wings
Beautiful wings expending time with each movement
under the tree, there is a song brewing among the roots.
Tomorrow is not an easy word anymore;
the days seem to bring their desires afloat,
even the fruit on the table begins to rot.
Remember the days when the sky was blue, and the grass was green?
Fluttering days of sunshine and picnics in the park;
long evenings under the night sky, not a care in the world it seemed.
Yes, the days of golden butterfly wings.
When will those days return?
I see the birds leave their nest for next Spring.
Now everything seems so long ago, like an eco inside an empty can;
Good night moon plays continuously on and on,
soon the day will become night; the sun is about to go…
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Dallas, Texas
01/15/2021
Chema Ysmer
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I would ask you to consider the chances of substituting "expanding" for "expending". It would sound more quantum-physicslike, would'nt it?. And definitely would make up for the word "butterfly", whose use I strongly advise against. The song on the roots reminds me of the Pastoral Symphony by Beethoven. "Tomorrow" would be fine if "yesterday" was not so painfull, as the rest of the poem so well depicts.
MundoPoesía se mantiene gracias a la publicidad y al apoyo de nuestros Mecenas.
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This poem is wonderful, what a pity that English is not my strong suit.
Kisses and always more.