Dead Butterfly and Sleeping Giant
Prose poem and haiku68 total reviews
Comment from sue133
I loved your honest, beautiful story and the Haiku that followed. Having read some of your work, I can only add that your mother was so right. You are an exceptional writer and I always want to read your stuff. Sis Cat comes up and immediatley I click on it. Keep it going, my friend. Susan
reply by the author on 28-Mar-2017
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I loved your honest, beautiful story and the Haiku that followed. Having read some of your work, I can only add that your mother was so right. You are an exceptional writer and I always want to read your stuff. Sis Cat comes up and immediatley I click on it. Keep it going, my friend. Susan
Comment Written 27-Mar-2017
reply by the author on 28-Mar-2017
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Oh, thank you, Susan, for your generous, six star review of my "honest, beautiful story and the Haiku that followed." I am glad you are excited to read my writing. Mom was right. Thanks again.
Comment from lyenochka
OH MY! What a wise and beautiful mother you were blessed with, Andre! How wonderful that she always had faith in you to keep the poetry alive and keep her song singing. Thank you for sharing this precious story and poem.
reply by the author on 28-Mar-2017
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OH MY! What a wise and beautiful mother you were blessed with, Andre! How wonderful that she always had faith in you to keep the poetry alive and keep her song singing. Thank you for sharing this precious story and poem.
Comment Written 27-Mar-2017
reply by the author on 28-Mar-2017
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Yes, lyenochka, what a wise and beautiful mother I had. Thank you for your generous, six star review of "this precious story and poem."
Comment from jules4jesus
wow what an amazing legacy and testimony yes prophecy takes years to come true sometimes but oh my goodness when it does you know about it
brilliantly written i think i will call my son a sleeping giant too he is autistic and various other things but oh my goodness he writes music and songs from heaven itself
reply by the author on 28-Mar-2017
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wow what an amazing legacy and testimony yes prophecy takes years to come true sometimes but oh my goodness when it does you know about it
brilliantly written i think i will call my son a sleeping giant too he is autistic and various other things but oh my goodness he writes music and songs from heaven itself
Comment Written 27-Mar-2017
reply by the author on 28-Mar-2017
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Yes, jules4jesus, given where I am now in poetry, I keep reading my mother's letters and wondering, "How did she know?" Yes, prophecy takes years to come true. Thank you for your review.
Comment from Bobby Jo
Wow, this is interesting. My mom died when I was pregnant with my first child and I feel she never got to see me turn into the butterfly mother. I too, write a lot. But my mom never knew, even though I wrote her poem at her funeral
reply by the author on 27-Mar-2017
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Wow, this is interesting. My mom died when I was pregnant with my first child and I feel she never got to see me turn into the butterfly mother. I too, write a lot. But my mom never knew, even though I wrote her poem at her funeral
Comment Written 27-Mar-2017
reply by the author on 27-Mar-2017
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Oh, thank you, Bobby, for sharing your story about your mother. I am sure she is smiling down on you from Heaven because of your poetry writing. Thank you for your review of my poem which sparked bittersweet memories.
Comment from wondertwin
Beautifully sweet, beautifully sad and beautifully comforting all at the same time. To read this account first of your mom's words to you and ending with the words to her-Wonderful!! Jessie Lee Dawson-Wilson--What an amazing, inspired and insightful woman, I am sure!!!
also, the haiku is brilliant! Blessings, AmyJo
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2017
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Beautifully sweet, beautifully sad and beautifully comforting all at the same time. To read this account first of your mom's words to you and ending with the words to her-Wonderful!! Jessie Lee Dawson-Wilson--What an amazing, inspired and insightful woman, I am sure!!!
also, the haiku is brilliant! Blessings, AmyJo
Comment Written 26-Mar-2017
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2017
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Yes, AmyJo, I am amazed at my mother: What an amazing, inspired and insightful woman, I am sure!!!
I quoted my mother's actual letters, creating a beautifully sweet, beautifully sad poem.
Thank you for your generous, six star review.
Comment from Barb Hensongispsaca
I made the mistake of reading the haiku first and got an entirely different message. Then I read the prose poem and fit the haiku into the prose and got an entirely different meaning. Excellently done. I am glad she was persistant
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2017
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I made the mistake of reading the haiku first and got an entirely different message. Then I read the prose poem and fit the haiku into the prose and got an entirely different meaning. Excellently done. I am glad she was persistant
Comment Written 26-Mar-2017
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2017
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Yes, Barb, I am glad my mother was persistent, too. I wrote the haiku first and then crafted the poem to fit it. Thank you for your review.
Comment from LateBloomer
Hello Sis Cat, your prose poem and haiku are wonderful. So many parts of your poem made me smile because I am a "LateBloomer." I especially liked:
Years later, Mom wrote again: Expect some changes or a Divine Stir. We late bloomers usually wake up between 45 and early fifties.
(Bingo! Of this I smile and relate; I was almost fifty, and I'm still trying to find my way.)
I also liked:
Mom, you possessed the faith of a butterfly. You laid your egg, well-knowing that you will never live to see your child emerge from his cocoon and fly.
(Wonderful analogy and vivid imagery)
Terrific haiku:
after laying eggs
butterfly quivers and dies
wind blows confetti
(Splendid imagery and connection to the past)
And now sharing my after-thought:
And so ...
A butterfly took flight.
She took my love
but released
the song in my heart.
... And that's all she wrote.
A poem beautifully penned and crafted from the heart.
A pleasure to read. Excellent writing.
Keep the blue waters flowing. LateBloomer
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2017
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Hello Sis Cat, your prose poem and haiku are wonderful. So many parts of your poem made me smile because I am a "LateBloomer." I especially liked:
Years later, Mom wrote again: Expect some changes or a Divine Stir. We late bloomers usually wake up between 45 and early fifties.
(Bingo! Of this I smile and relate; I was almost fifty, and I'm still trying to find my way.)
I also liked:
Mom, you possessed the faith of a butterfly. You laid your egg, well-knowing that you will never live to see your child emerge from his cocoon and fly.
(Wonderful analogy and vivid imagery)
Terrific haiku:
after laying eggs
butterfly quivers and dies
wind blows confetti
(Splendid imagery and connection to the past)
And now sharing my after-thought:
And so ...
A butterfly took flight.
She took my love
but released
the song in my heart.
... And that's all she wrote.
A poem beautifully penned and crafted from the heart.
A pleasure to read. Excellent writing.
Keep the blue waters flowing. LateBloomer
Comment Written 26-Mar-2017
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2017
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Yes, Latebloomer, Mom's uncanny prediction about late bloomers astounded me. I quoted her letters. I am glad you related with my poem that thrilled you. Thank you for your enthusiastic, six star review.
Comment from Mastery
Very well presented, Andre. Your mom would certainly be proud of her "sleeping giant" now.
I especially liked the way you penned this part, my friend:
"How did you know I would start writing after you died? I did not believe your Cassandra-like prophecy until I felt poetry in my heart, lived it in my body, and scribbled it with fingers bloodied from their thrust into your wound."
Bless you, my friend. Bob
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2017
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Very well presented, Andre. Your mom would certainly be proud of her "sleeping giant" now.
I especially liked the way you penned this part, my friend:
"How did you know I would start writing after you died? I did not believe your Cassandra-like prophecy until I felt poetry in my heart, lived it in my body, and scribbled it with fingers bloodied from their thrust into your wound."
Bless you, my friend. Bob
Comment Written 26-Mar-2017
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2017
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Oh, thank you, Bob, for your generous, six star review. Yes, Mom would be proud of her sleeping giant now. The woman was prophetic.
Comment from Mustang Patty
Moms certainly do have quite the affect on our lives. I imagine that at the age of 45, you were surprised when the poetry bug bit you. It must be in your blood to write the poems you share with us. Your mother believed in you, and I'm sure she smiles in Heaven,
~patty~
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2017
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Moms certainly do have quite the affect on our lives. I imagine that at the age of 45, you were surprised when the poetry bug bit you. It must be in your blood to write the poems you share with us. Your mother believed in you, and I'm sure she smiles in Heaven,
~patty~
Comment Written 26-Mar-2017
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2017
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Yes, Patty, I am sure my mother smiles in Heaven. Poetry is in my blood. Thank you for your review.
Comment from Jay Squires
You use the form to its to its most evocative expression.
She then gave me a gift subscription to Poets & Writers and died. [Oh! the ironic tension in this line, Andre!]
I felt poetry in my heart, lived it in my body, and scribbled it with fingers bloodied from their thrust into your wound. [Carrying the doubting Thomas to its natural conclusion. As only you could do it.]
Watch me genuflect.
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2017
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You use the form to its to its most evocative expression.
She then gave me a gift subscription to Poets & Writers and died. [Oh! the ironic tension in this line, Andre!]
I felt poetry in my heart, lived it in my body, and scribbled it with fingers bloodied from their thrust into your wound. [Carrying the doubting Thomas to its natural conclusion. As only you could do it.]
Watch me genuflect.
Comment Written 26-Mar-2017
reply by the author on 26-Mar-2017
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Oh, thank you, Jay, for your generous, six star review. I am blown away that my mother gave me a gift subscription to Poets & Writers before she died. Thanks again for commenting, "You use the form to its to its most evocative expression."
