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Metamorphosis

door killea

cattus pelose, old family name
green, with stripes of black
yellow spots or red
all hairy, along my back
four pairs of prolegs
three pairs of true
in the warm sun
all day I chew
change my dress
when size expands
with four thousand muscles
I contract my bands
to move along gracefully
breathing through my spiracles
my lifespan, is filled
with metamorphous miracles
my beauty unseen,
just not in demand
I am a little creature
so trivial, so grand
beauty in nature has purpose
to reproduce and not die
but when I am most pleasing
to the human eye…
transformed into a butterfly
I become delectable food,
coloured, fancy flights show it
for ravenous birds
and the whimsical poet

feedback van andere lezers

• manono
  That's nature!
  
  The hair protects the caterpillar, but only to please the eye and to feed the birds later.
  
  Beautifully written, Killea!
  
  
  killea: thank you Christine
  xx
  j
• Hoeselaar
  Ach als jij je kon camoufleren zoals in een mooie vlinder dan was je toch heel blij tja en die vogel moet je er maar bij nemen dat is nu eenmaal het risico
  
  Willy
  killea: thank you Willy
  xx
  j
• kerima_ellouise
  bijzonder mooi!
  
  groetekes
  killea: thank you kerima ellouise
  xx
  j
• hettie35
  Beautiful Poem Killea,
  
  groetjes Hettie
  killea: thank you Hettie
  xx
  j
• tessy
  Inderdaad erg mooi
  killea: thank you Tessy
  xx
  j
• klaver4
  In Spanish they have a wonderful name for them: Mariposa!
  xxx
  dicky
  killea: Indeed a lovely name dicky
  xxx
  j