The Moth

Everyday would appear to me,

As Eagles see, in panoramic bird's eye views

Or nocturnal's fly on the wall

The Moth

Unsettling

Misleading, misdirecting, and disconnected,

Revealed

Everything

Apparently avoiding anything that didn't appeal

As difficult as that would be.

I discussed heartache

And resolution with a young man in search of guidance,

A guilt ridden conscious

Alert,

Yet further concerned we aren't doing enough

Vague precision

Butterfly outspoken

Or a quiet Moth

An Aura

A distant light source

The Amber ridden sun

My son could prosper from callus ridden hands

Countering

Soft to fingertip

Harmony melodic echoes

Angel wisps

Persistence and wings of turbine scale

Put forth in motion

Momentum

And moments of imperative clarity

Torn between righteous and sanity

Evidently propellers paralleling patience and grace,

Harboring souls that would peer from the Heavens

And a Saffron and Chinese Orange Moth

That preached Buddhism and peace

And a breeze flaunting freedom

Amongst tree's meditating leaves

Buddhist nature

I'd hope you'd ask for guidance in times of need and lost

The moss on North's side of trees would only carry us thus far

Lantern

Or a moth cluttered light post

Dim against

Shade and dense

Light through a phase in time

Eclipse,

Of mind state

Or a pendulum polar day

Amongst an equator that's half awake

And sleep and city light in a cleverly patterned patchwork scheme

Sown

Filtered

What would reach you in trickling morse code

Cold and fractured

Stalactite

Speak on what matters

Avoid blending

Moth's camouflage

Our tank armor.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

'Or a moth cluttered light post
Dim against
Shade and dense
Light through a phase in time
Eclipse,
Of mind state
Or a pendulum polar day ... ... '

Such a glorious flow of language, emotional, far-sighed, spiritual, colourful and oh, so much more. Your writing exceeds most because it sees between spaces, you adopt yet never take away completely' you feel and share.

That moth, for me, represents all Life, certainly how it can be seen in the right light. Perhaps too, it is the Word. Perhaps.

[Ty]

Absolutely too kind. Representing many things, life is certainly one of them. You picked up on a the little bits. Much, much appreciated.

[emmajoy]

Smiling.. y our graci ous thank yo u is so kind, Ty.

[Nariko]

A wonderful poem that uses moth to describe life

[Duncan Brown]

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[Glen Yumang Manese]

My intake on your verse here...is as if the Moth is unwavering...in the structure of your words also give that unbalance theme of what is coming at you from the aspect of the meaning(s) being put forth in the lines...you take with you the understanding the pattern of life is not easily a straight line...but a wavering one...that is seen here within the words...yet you give the reader an engaging thought of speculative understanding...Glen Yumang Manese

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I was left wondering what meaning was behind much of the phraseology here. It seems like a psychological enigma at times pondering its own meaning. Navigation by transverse orientation sometimes ends in confusion for the moth as well so perhaps that is appropriate. A bit of fluttering puzzle trying to find the light? At any rate, it was an interesting and entertaining read.

[Matthew Kult]

Spiritually grasping

Outstanding Read

Matthew

[Ty]

This means a lot. Absolutely appreciate it Matthew!

[Ana B.]

A mysterious creature - the moth. Makes one think of too may things....loved travelling through your words, dear author :)

[Ty]

And thank you for dropping by my friend, I hope I've provided a scenic route.

[rhea]

Very beautifully written! fantastic use of vocab and a generally insightful feel.

[Ty]

In hopes to shed light, thank you for dropping by my friend.

[Lorry]

Well, that certainly was a wonderful roller coast ride of linguistic adventure. I think the biggest compliment I can pay, is that I now look at the humble moth, the goth butterfly, in quite the same light again.
Oh, and I totally agree with tracey's comment :)

[Ty]

Too kind, sir. The little yet deep interconnecting moments and pieces. Definitely thank you for dropping in.

[Lorry]

You're welcome :)

[Tracey~]

The Moth ....taking life's hits for all of the butterflies. I love this...well written..

[Ty]

Ah, I appreciate your dropping in. Thank you, Tracey.