Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Ugly Brown Moth

Standing on my deck
surveying green thickets, and
gold finches
flitting from twig to feeder,
an ugly, brown moth
lighted by my side.
I brushed it away
without hesitation or thought.
If it’d been a butterfly,
I would’ve let it stay.

16 comments:

Aurora said...

I always knew you had a cold, shallow streak in you.

Pat Paulk said...

Not hidden very well, is it?

Aurora said...

No wonder you still have all your teeth.

Pat Paulk said...

I bite too!

Nick Zegarac said...

I don't like moths either. Love the work, though.

Pat Paulk said...

Thanks Nick! Love Crabby Critic. Very entertaining!

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

very nice!
Andrew

Pat Paulk said...

Thanks Andrew!

Christine Klocek-Lim said...

Pat, my cats love to eat moths. I confess, I don't mind when they do!

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Pat Paulk said...

Christine, I confess the poem actually happened. I swished my shallowness right over its ugly back.

Tenebrae said...

Ok, now I can make a proper comment. The others turned out poorly, so I apologize for the clutter. I really loved the poem. I found it sad, though. Poor moths, they need love too. (This is Kerri btw)

Pat Paulk said...

I knew who you were. Thank you! How's the Indian Ocean??

Tenebrae said...

Indian Ocean is beautiful. It's hot here. I'll pet a coconut crab for you.

Pat Paulk said...

Heard about those, last night.