Capturing Dragonflies
If you catch a dragonfly
And dissect it
To unravel it secrets,
Taking it apart bit by bit
Examine under microscope
Label its parts
Classify it in Latin
Then all you are left with
Is a pile of wet chitin
And some fragments
Of dead-rainbow wings.
I have captured dragonflies
Held them in trembling hands
Gazed into jewelled alien eyes,
Felt the flutter of gauzy wings
And the bite of tiny jaws,
Only to release them later
With wings and mysteries intact.
You learn a lot more than way.
ah, that’s beautiful…and you got me here to check it out!! xo
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How I love your words!
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This is simply wonderful.
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Thank you!
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