What joy awaits you, when the breeze Hath found you out among the trees, And calls you forth again! — William Wordsworth, “To a Butterfly” Dawn calls all sleeping wings to waken and wander — still life aflutter. —C.L. Fisher, April 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. FisherContinue reading “Butterfly Haiku 3”
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Butterfly Haiku 2
They seemed to come suddenly upon happiness, as if they had surprised a butterfly in the winter woods. — Edith Wharton Morning sun’s brushstrokes capture fresh spring’s golden hues — a gossamer breath. —C.L. Fisher, April 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied,Continue reading “Butterfly Haiku 2”
Butterfly Haiku
But these are flowers that fly and all but sing — Robert Frost, from Blue-butterfly Day The delicate legs step on hills of little suns— motion symphony. —C.L. Fisher, April 2022 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.
Realm Walker
I’ve watched you now a full half-hour; Self-poised upon that yellow flower…. — William Wordsworth Monarch of the leaves high stepping your greenery and crowned by sunrise. —C.L. Fisher, October 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.
Finding Solace
She sits between a toadstool and thistle, the little frog whispering in her ear, the only other sound the buzz of a sleepy bee, the kiss of a butterfly wing, and her thoughts in tune with the wind moving through the nearby trees, and she is at peace. –C.L. Fisher, May 2021 Unless otherwise indicated,Continue reading “Finding Solace”
Being Still
“But these are flowers that fly and all but sing…” — Robert Frost I often catch the movement above me as I walk along the garden’s edge, and I know, if I am patient, one will alight near enough to see. I thought the cold winds from a few days past had called and liftedContinue reading “Being Still”
Saying Goodbye to Butterflies
I capture the last few images before your migration farther, ever farther south. You have rested here; our Texas hospitality served for a time, the blue plumbago and sunny yellow lantana a perfect blossoming backdrop for your wild and graceful wings. I’ve held out my hand, and you’ve landed but found nothing as interestingContinue reading “Saying Goodbye to Butterflies”
Awakening
I’ve found such comfort sitting amid blooms, listening to katydids, following the sweet beat of butterfly wings and the humble patience of a pollen-collecting bee. I’ve wondered at the industry of ants lifting many times their body weight, again and again, along the stone path winding through my little patch of Eden. I askContinue reading “Awakening”
Butterflies
“Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.” — Nathaniel Hawthorne These little creatures intrigue me, so delicate but also mighty, wings beating against wind so quickly. They dance when they encounter another one of their species, circling, Continue reading “Butterflies”
Chasing Butterflies
“We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.” — Maya Angelou Sometimes we chase butterflies, attracted to the finished bloom of wing, the sweet flutter of refined beauty, the canvas completed, the masterpiece; but there is change and hard work that mustContinue reading “Chasing Butterflies”
Poetic Meanderings 