Tonya

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A Mother Nature Production

A Mother Nature Production One of the prettiest sights I ever sawWere hundreds of Monarchs migrating in fallButterfly wings painted in black and orange shadesExquisite design like fine stained glass panes They danced on the currents of warm temperate airDid weaves of ballet with such delicate flareUpward toward cumulous banks they would flyFlittering ‘round treetops on their way by They zigged and they zagged in their butterfly wayCaught on light currents in the breath of the dayThey fluttered their beauty in nature’s productionOnly the hand of a master could create their construction ©Tonya 04.17.09

— Tonya, Apr 17, 2009

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Rett

17 years 1 month ago

Simply and exquisitly beautiful

Tony, I loved it. It must have been last month. I watched a bunch of them go through my yard last month. One lone one flew low and rested on my railing for a moment before rejoining the rest. Excellent write. Respectfully, Rett: Hug a logger, you'll never go back to trees! For the sake of children, read this. http://www.neopoet.com/node/19905

Tonya

17 years 1 month ago

lol

i like that saying: hug a logger,.... lol Thank you very much for the lovely words. I am glad you liked it. It is a beautiful site when they are migrating on a warm fall day. much appreciate your time. Always Sincere, Tonya

Tonya

17 years 1 month ago

i do too, Kelsey

Beautiful and delicate! and they come in so many colors! Monarchs have to be one of favorites, perhaps because they do move in such large groups sometimes. Thank you for such a lovely review. I am really glad you enjoyed and i thank you for your time to read and leave comment on it. Always Sincere, Tonya

Tonya

17 years 1 month ago

Beautiful, aren't they?

Such delicate little things. I love to watch them, seems they have to explore everything around. I am glad you liked the poem. Thank you so much for suh lovely words. ~Tonya

R.M.Shanmugam

17 years 1 month ago

a clasica thought is

a clasica thought is expressed in a clasical way, which is your merit. shan

Tonya

17 years 1 month ago

Thank you Sir!

Your time to stop and read is much appreciated. I hope you enjoyed the poem! ~Tonya

Tonya

17 years 1 month ago

yes Julie,

it is usually best to be consistant. I don't know i had paid it that much attention. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment. and i am very glad you enjoyed the poem. I love outdoors and nature and all the creatures that abide within its scope... well, nearly all. (I can appreciate the ones i don't love.. like spiders and snakes.. .lol) Thanks again. ~Tonya

Morgana Tragic…

17 years 1 month ago

OOOOO Butterflies!

I love Butterflies! This had my breath from the first word! So exquisite and beautiful...can see the flock of Monarchs flying away there....wowie. Stunning. Butterflies are sooooo sweet, this poem describes them so beautifully! Awesome! The first verse is my favorite, describing the Monarchs...the stained glass...stunning imagery. It's been a long winter here, I much look forward to seeing butterflies again! Peace N Love Katie Go Live & Get Rewarded- If you haven't signed up for rewards yet, please do so at: www.neopoet.com/rewards

Tonya

17 years 1 month ago

thank you, Katie

I love butterflies too, had my first hummingbird fly up to the feeder yesterday! Have been a lot of little creatures coming out lately. Thanks for your time to read and comment. and i am very glad you liked the poem. ~Tonya

weirdelf

17 years 1 month ago

I am hardest on the people I admire most.

The ones I don't admire I just give shit. Be wary if I am just nice. I would call this a well-written nature poem, lovely but not transcending. The honest truth is the last line offends me hideously. It reeks of "Intelligent Design" that dumbest of ideas used by fundamentalist Christians to try to get Creationism taught in schools. cheers, Jess Forever unwrapping the eternal present.

Rett

17 years 1 month ago

careful jess

your bigotry is showing. *L* to each their own. Respectfully, Rett: Hug a logger, you'll never go back to trees! For the sake of children, read this. http://www.neopoet.com/node/19905

weirdelf

17 years 1 month ago

not this time buddy,

not bigotry, hard science. cheers, Jess Forever unwrapping the eternal present.

weirdelf

17 years 1 month ago

I'll take that as a challenge Kelsey,

I love creation myths, a long as they are acknowledged as myths. cheers, Jess Forever unwrapping the eternal present.

Tonya

17 years 1 month ago

HAHAHAHAHA!

I will learn not to take a big drink of anything while reading a critique from you. (Made me choke something awful! lol, and laughing at the same time.) and i do apologize for offending thee. You caught me there, is my fundamentalist christian upbring. But, ya know, to each their own. I hope i don't try to force my views on anyone.. is just the way i feel. Some of the things i write do reflect those views. I don't mind hard at all Jess, as long as it is honest. which... i believe i have read enough of the things you have commented on and wrote to lead me to believe you are. So, by all means, Honest away!!! Enjoying your comments extremely! (It is a...fluffy poem) ~Tonya

orgami

17 years 1 month ago

Birds and Butterflies

nimble on the wing forever hold my eye these things of beauty be they science of millenia or Gods creation the summer I hope for sun not the rains One lonely Butterfly I watched and it did not stop in my yard but fluttered as they want to be dissappearing up behind the trees

Tonya

17 years 1 month ago

indeed!

Little creatures with powdered wings flutter freely where they fancy a random exploration of anything bright like a child exploring colorful delights.... Thank you Orgami. I know this traditional style is not one of your favorites. The more so is my pleasure you have stopped to read and leave such lovely comment. Glad you liked my picture of these delicate little beings. ~Tonya