open palm: gently. watch the gold
moth-flicker swell to air
dive into the wait of blue
remember
how a tremor tickled flight
inside: a lifeline
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image courtesy and copyright of Stuart Dunlop
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forget me now 
Incredibly delicate and beautiful poem.
i wouldn’t claim it’s good poetry but it’s kind of real
am going to say more in your other beautiful comment
hello,
Tiny and delicate. Crafted to perfection. Hello!
Brad, so very lovely to find your kind words here … hello,
Its really the worth for a moth’s life..
Too short.. Ahhh….
hi Hema – moths are beautiful, yes? and i must admit these yellow underwings have me fascinated; i hope/believe they all live wholeheartedly ..
i’m glad if you enjoyed this, thank you for visiting and leaving your mark here!