Butterflies and Thunderstorms

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Just about the dreams I sometimes experience. Wrote this when I was 15.

 When I dream, I dream of butterflies and thunderstorms.

  Beauty and terror colliding to achieve perfect harmony.

I still remember all the flashing flexible colours dazing

continuously in my mind. 'Come play with us Daffy', 

the enormous butterflies would say. We would roam into

different gateways; some as small as a peanut, others as grand as the milky-way itself. Searching day and night for treasures until my hands felt crooked like a crowbar but I

would never stop searching until I succeeded. However I will always

remember that the dream I had strickened my heart

like a sword to the chest. 'Watch out Davidson...' but it was

  always too late. Laying there ad-mist the furious rage

made me think how short and precious life really is.

 

 

My body had been zapped with a trillion bolts, death was my only way out.

But I will always remember the great and grand adventures I had with

the huge and hectic butterflies. Scorching hot fields we had to run,

collosal ice cream mountains we had to deliciously climb and how

could I forget the swims through fishes and maggots that felt like 

eternity. I chuckled with a fatal dismal smile. That is what dreams

are about; beauty and terror. Butterflies and swamp creatures carried 

me high, way higher than I've ever been before. What kind of adventures

would I have had in this world? What kind of mischief could I get into?


Submitted: May 25, 2014

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CheshireKitten12

Sounds dreamy with the butterflies and thunderstorms and the milky way gateways. you put a beautiful image in the readers mind.

Life is beautiful and life is kind in the end life is just a beautiful truth. Death is ugly and death is harsh. But in the end death is an ugly truth.

Your poem reminded me of this and its beautifully written though the length of the poem intimidated me at first I thought it would be one of those poems that dragged on without any meaning but this one didn't. Thank you for sharing I look forwards to reading more. :)

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Sun, May 25th, 2014 8:16pm

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Thank you ChesireKitten! I'm glad you enjoyed this poem :P To me life is a beautiful struggle and this is the essence I was trying to capture in the poem. I'll check out some of your work as well :)

Mon, May 26th, 2014 9:35am

unmasked delusions

Hey sorry I didn't see this sooner, I didn't realize you posted anything new. As always I really enjoyed this. As I've always said, your writing always gives me a great visual. I agree with the comment above. It was so beautiful and dreamy- It sent me into my own dream world kind of- I really wish my dreams were like this sometimes ha- it seems like a great adventure in a way. This was written so well- it's so cool you wrote this at 15, great writing! :)

Fri, May 30th, 2014 12:34am

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Thanks for reading this and I'm glad it took you to your own dream world! Don't worry about it :)

Fri, May 30th, 2014 1:39am

unmasked delusions

And honestly my self I like longer poems, I feel like when there more drawn out I have more time to think about what I'm reading and it's such a great experience.

Fri, May 30th, 2014 12:35am

Nocturnal Ponderings

I really liked this one. The rhythm was spot-on and it was pleasant to read. Lovely work as always!

Sat, December 6th, 2014 4:18am

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