The Gulf Fritillary

by Nate   May 22, 2006


The orange and black Lepidoptera flitters like ashes in the wind;
The mate is found and they begin a flittery dance as they dip and bend,
Then they go on a date, where they consummate as mates,
She lays her eggs on a leaf and as they hatch a caterpillar they do begin,
Until one day the caterpillar spins its chrysalis and a butterfly returns again.
Then the butterfly cycle is renewed, so go all butterflies, as this is true.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Kim

    I really loved the line "flitters like ashes in the wind" It has a real depth about it, I think if you could make that depth continue throughout, this poem would be fanatatic. A wonderful start ^_^

  • 18 years ago

    by Kaylee

    It sort of feels rushed no offence. It's as if you could slow it down and scratch way below the surface of this poem to bring it to life if you wanted to. Use all the senses to help it become more realistic.