That Spot, if Black, on its Wings, Who Made That? 🌱

Butterfly wings
up and down
and back again.

blue, and yellow
as a contrast
to its background
asks…..follow me?

My eyes begin to follow
as it chooses where to rest.
Upon a great flower
it’s wings are still
and I wonder
How can this be?

That this tiny creature
has found it’s place
in the world
and I’m still searching….


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Break the silence. End the violence.

Luke Atkins

Film, Music, and Television Critic

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