Butterflies On Our Shoulders (poem)~

Copy of april 2011 098

i feel butterfly toes on my shoulders

where i have a mole that sprouted legs

and walked away

 

they say nature is everywhere

particularly where only the goddesses breathe

 

we carry her in our seed

the trinity of land air and sea

that created me and the butterfly on my shoulder

 

we must hold her on her throne

listen to her moans of despair

as she labors to repair torn tissue

issues that need addressing

 

she’s decompressing

trying to rid herself of impurities

 

nature is everywhere

ready to free us from

the snares of over-consumption

gluttonous ingestions of her gifts

 

we need balance

we need butterflies on our shoulders

and moles that sprout legs

 

we need to listen to what she’s saying

caress her thighs while she lies on her back

expelling the attack on her

 

when she only wants

to give us butterflies on our shoulders

© Linda Neckel White

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