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A few weeks ago we had an amazing adventure - thousands upon thousands of painted lady butterflies were in the midst of their migration and we were right in their path. I stood in the front yard and watched them zoom by in twos and threes every few seconds. They travel at just about head high and go straight, up and over, rather than around anything in their path.


I'm not pleased with this haiku yet. It hasn't quite captured what I want but these are not yet finished pieces. They are more of a workshop.


Painted Ladies

irridescent flight
painted ladies on parade
vanish in the sun

--- Susan Taylor Brown
      April 13, 2009

 

@copyright Susan Taylor Brown 2009 

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jamarattigan
April 14th, 2009 12:01 pm (UTC)
Wow, that must have been amazing! Lovely haiku, Susan :).
susanwrites
May 1st, 2009 08:07 am (UTC)
Ack - I missed responsing to this, Jama. I apologize. Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment.
jillsbooks
April 14th, 2009 12:11 pm (UTC)
Beautiful, Susan!
susanwrites
May 1st, 2009 08:07 am (UTC)
Thanks, Jill.
lkmadigan
April 14th, 2009 12:52 pm (UTC)
What a gift ... watching those ladies on their travels.

And I love the haiku.
susanwrites
May 1st, 2009 08:08 am (UTC)
It was amazing to watch. I hope they come back this way on a revese migration.
beckylevine
April 14th, 2009 04:13 pm (UTC)
I was writing at a friend's further up the mountain somewhere around that day, and we were outside & the butterflies just kept going by us. Incredible.
susanwrites
May 1st, 2009 08:08 am (UTC)
It was, wasn't it? (I just found more places I forgot to respond...grrr....bad me.)
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