VERSE | BUTTERFLIES

There have been extra days of rain 
Delaying the heat of the approaching summer
In spontaneous, joyful
Shimmering showers
It has streamed down or drizzled for hours
There has been a surge of butterflies
Yellow, brown, blue and white
Flitting all over the place
Happy for a few more days
Of life and vitality
I see them floating among the flowers
Cavorting in spring-lavished bowers
Treading warm currents of air
Over pavements where the cracks
Are speckled with dancing weeds
Over an emerald oasis of grass
Loop-de-looping when they pass
Another bloom
That’s sprung up between the blades
Glorious, serendipitous
Delirious on springtime bliss
They somersault back
To bestow a nectary kiss
On soft, dewy petal lips
Beating gossamer wings
Evanescent, paper-thin
Revelling in bountiful life
The inevasible heat
A distant ordeal
For now in their bejewelled flights
The spring-born butterflies
In pure rapture will remain
Celebrating the extra days of rain.
Image: Fine Art America

KIDSBOOKS | QUIBBLE THE CATERPILLAR

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Quibble was a caterpillar 
Grumpy as they come
He’d scowl at all who came his way
Always looking glum

He’d eat his way through the leaves
Of the milkweed plants around him
He’d kick his brothers and sisters away
If near him he found them

He crunched and munched on and on
Until his skin grew tight
And he couldn’t lift a leg or six
However hard he tried

He was extra grumpy now
Feeling like a balloon
So he made himself a silken bed
And thought he’d take a snooze

He fussed and grumbled in his sleep
For twelve whole days and nights
And then crawled out of bed legs first
Feeling blithe and feather-light

Quibble wondered why he wasn’t
Frowning at the world
When suddenly he discovered
His wings of black and gold

He spread them out joyfully
And went soaring in the sky
Quibble the caterpillar was now
Monarch the butterfly