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The Web Poetry Corner - M A Heathcote - My heart once a butterfly

My heart once a butterfly

by

M A Heathcote

My heart once a butterfly
In the meadow of its soul
But times do set flames, on...
Its wings of burning gold!

All is but a purple wood
A black shimmering pool
All is but an autumn fall...
Outside pastoral trellis walls.

I climbed in total secret?!
Brambled deeper into thicket...
My hearts wings pumped, turbid
Pools of black—blood...

My heart was once a butterfly
In the meadow of its soul
But time has set to flames
Those wings of burning gold!

Should his moths light find me?
I shall not be—one bit, chintzy.


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