Butterflies

I had to
try to
tell you
what you
thought you
knew
so perfectly

renew
your view
of sky so blue
you knew
but didn’t see

wait and I
will lie
nearby
to spy
on fly-
ing butterflies

they fly
so high
I wonder why
they die
so far away

seems to me
that we
can be
as free-
ly
happy
here or there

maybe
way up there
they see
a thing we
cannot see
down here


do you want
to find out?

We went through an entire romanticism class without discussing an actual poem >.< So I sorta zoned out and wrote one myself.

Bluebird story teaser! again

He wasn’t fast enough.  One of the beast’s shoulder-spikes caught him in the side and tossed him nearly twenty feet up.  He felt bones break when he was hit, and more when he hit the ground.  A pool of red formed around the gaping hole in his side.  The world faded...

“...this is the little one, is he?”  said the coyote.  “He’s the one you’ve picked?”

“With your permission, cousin.  He is one of yours, after all,” said the man.

“Barely.  He is a coyote, but you don’t need my permission, he works for you don't he?   I’ll grant it anyway   But, isn’t he a wee bit dead right now?  Otherwise he wouldn’t be here, see?”

“Not for much longer.  He’s already starting to wake up.”

“Hey, I think you’re right.  Thats weird...”

...Cory blinked.  He worked his fingers; they moved without pain.  He pushed himself upright.

Story coming along pretty good :D  I've got a plot and a villain and a conclusion worked out and everything.  Its at just over 7000 words now, gonna be mega-long probably.