Ergonomics

By Richard L. Provencher

Sat, 30 Jun 2012
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Flit flit and leap
into the sky
grow
iridescent-

a butterfly

cocoon to a
slug of caterpillar
soundless parade of feet
each caressing private space.

From calm to edge of sky
eruption
wind blown fury

from evening to dim.

© Richard L. Provencher

Certificate U
POETRY - A Passage of Motion 3
Miscellaneous

Comments

Submitted by scratch on
Soundless parade of feet is just such a wonderful line of poetry Richard. Thanks.

 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on
Thank you scratch. When I was a child, I always liked to pick up those furry creatures and feel their fluffy length, as they rolled into a ball. And they were such precious moments. Rich
Richard L. Provencher