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Mariposa De La Muerte

Mariposa De La Muerte

Mariposa skeletal grin
Juxtaposed on bristly skin
Grave tis a harbinger endorse
Whispers fleet of dark horse

Aflutter at midnight pitch
Grim an omen of black witch
Behemoth drummed wingspan
Folklore rants of boogeyman

Beasties haunt the dark
MythsΒ lambaste a mark
Shadows bane incite a rift
Malicious intent adrift

Alas but rumors in vain
Solely superstitions ingrain
A moon engorged proclaim
Tis only moths to a flame
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Ella

super good!! just loved it!

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Syd

Beautifully written Lisa.

- SydΒ 

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Hazie

Really good poem found it very interesting and great read ?

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Simon Bromley

Fantastic read, you have a way with words.Β  Complex yet beautiful.

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Jack Ellison

Hello Miss Lisa... methinks you "out butterflied" me!!! You have a magicΒ way with your poetic words, my love!!! Love to you my dear Lisa... Happy Jack XOX

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Nine Eleven

Moths have always fascinated me, the flutter, the burden they carry, the butterfly at night, seeking light.

Wonderfully crafted Lisa.

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Deidre Lockyer

Soooo beautiful! It kinda reads like a spell. I just loved this so muchΒ 

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Larry Ran

My Dear Lisa,

Your beautiful ominous poem gave me the butterflies.
You are always so successful in creating the mood of your endeavor.

Love,
Larry xxx

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