Charmed Chaos
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Winter Journey
And now with the cooler weather,
butterflies dance outside my window
stopping to say hello
and feed on desert milkweed
as they make their migratory journey
to their destiny waiting, calling them
Come home for winter is coming,
Come home here to roost
Come home where the dawn light is shining,
Come home to rest in oyamel fir trees.
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Poets United: Midweek Motif- Winter
dVerse Poets Pub: OLN Thankfulness
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Lovely. I like the repitition of come home! It is incredible how many miles these butterflies migrate!
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I know. I find it fascinating!
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This is wonderful, I do envy you that mild winter…
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Thank you Bjorn.
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I’ve aways found migration fascinating be it Monarch butterflies or geese or any other animal that does so. When you think about it, I guess as parents we hope we’ve raised our children to be migratory as well…..always knowing they are welcome to come home again. And….hmmmm….that is what my husband and I do every Thanksgiving when we “migrate” to Chicago for our Thanksgiving family gathering.
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Well, there you go! Thanks Lillian.
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An invocation, almost. You’re lucky to be a stop along the way.
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Yes, we are, although it can be inconsistent from year to year. But I have lots of milkweed growing for them. My yard is a designated way station for them. Thank you Susan. 😊
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This is utterly gorgeous, Linda 😀 lyrical and dreamy in its imagery ❤️
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Thank you Sanaa! ❤️
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Between your piece and this amazing picture… Linda, this is beautiful!!! 🦋
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Thank you Beckie!
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Love it and sharing on Twitter and one of my Facebook author pages as well! ❤
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Thank you Bette!
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P.S. Shared on my Pinterest “I Love Monarch Butterflies” board as well! 🙂
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Oh, thank you Bette!
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My pleasure… 🙂
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The homing instinct is strong in so many living things. The butterflies are blessed you’ve nurtured a banquet for them on their journey.
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Thank you Lisa!
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YW!
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I like the thought of those butterflies “coming home”.
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Thank you, Frank.
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nice, enjoy the sound play and use of repetition.
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Thank you.
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the poem made me smile, the details made me feel like i am one with these monarchs. lovely!
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome, Linda.
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Watching monarch butterflies is like witnessing freedom. Your repetition is effective in conveying that and the joy it brings.
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Thank you so much Ken.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thanks Chuck. ❤️
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Always a pleasure sharing your words, My Dear!!
xoxo 💖🌹😁
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😘
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I have been to the place where the monarchs come in Michoacan, Mexico. An amazing sight.
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How cool. I would love to see it.
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I either didn’t take photos or put them on an old computer I no longer have. Too bad.
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Beautiful poem I love the calling to come home and gorgeous picture I love butterflies
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Thank you.
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Very cool! I saw a couple of butterflies a few days ago at the park. I was surprised that they had survived.
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How wonderful for you Merril. Thank you.
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