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In a wildflower
garden
there lived a
cocooned creature
who hatched, grew
tall,
and produced feet, 6
in all.
And wings,
oh such wings.
But who can fly
when you've only been
taught to crawl?
The butterflies were
beautiful,
floating from marigolds
to phlox,
but she was no
butterfly—
she’d heard them
talk.
So she waited,
said creature,
for the last quarter
moon,
and then whispered to
it, “what must I do?”
The moon answered
with glitter and
white
when on the
moonflower
it shone its light—
she knew then she was
made
just right;
some things are meant
to temper the night.
© 2013 Jennifer
Wagner
At dVerse Poetics we are
writing poems for kids. I went with message
and the natural world. Moonflowers pop
open at night and are pollinated by moths.
Such a beautiful poem. After all the moth knew its purpose:)
ReplyDeleteWow..so beautifully and cleverly you portrayed these inspirational words in there...there nothing in the world which doesn't have any worth..I feel everyone has it's importance here. :)
ReplyDeletewhat a wonderful poem .. it has a little bit touch of the ugly duckling.. anyone find their place of beauty .. even a moonflower moth :-)
ReplyDeletenice.....you take the natural world and make it magic...give explanation of the natural world that a kid would def come up with...i love butterflies to0, though it makes me sad the moth feels they must compare...but has its own specialness with the moon flowers...so can you tell me another....smiles.
ReplyDeleteThis is one of my favorites of yours...we can draw so many parallels from this to ourselves can't we?
ReplyDeleteLove this, Jennifer.
ReplyDeleteLovely!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful creatures, Luna moths. Have only seen one once, so large but so delicate, with almost luminescent wings. Really enjoyed your lovely story.
ReplyDeleteOh I love this...the dialogue with the moon, and the very subtle lesson that we all have gifts within us that we may not recognize without a bit of encouragement.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful beautiful writing Jennifer!
ReplyDeleteThis has the most BEAUTIFUL message: "some things are meant to temper the night". WOW! LOVE it, Jennifer!
ReplyDeleteI am always thrilled to see the luna moths - very rare sight for us - loved the story with its perfect ending - K
ReplyDeleteBeautiful... we must be and love who we are... it takes time to grow into our fullness.
ReplyDeleteReally exquisite - whimsical, yet profound.
ReplyDeletepositively lovely. it can be hard to find one's place and easy to dismiss one's worth. this piece has quite a lovely message.
ReplyDeleteThese lines are very sensuous and ornate. Reminds me of good old world lines. I thank you on behalf of all moths in this universe ;)
ReplyDeleteknowing to be just right...that means much for a kid and for each of us as well... this is a lovely story...
ReplyDeleteJennifer - so luscious, grand, une esprit de lune, as it were. ~ M
ReplyDeleteThis is so, so beautiful, I'm not a fan of moths, but with this poem, you have made me feel an empathy towards them, such a delicate and graceful write, truly beautiful. x
ReplyDeleteAh super sweet-- such a lovely close especially--the word "tempered" is especially lovely here somehow. Thanks. k.
ReplyDeletea beautiful piece and I learned a little something as well. thanks!
ReplyDeleteI really like the unforced rhyming. It's not cheesy or robotic. I find that difficult to do. Nice work!
ReplyDeleteDelightful and stirring - and I love the ending line.
ReplyDeleteI love this; beautifully written.
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