It’s National Poetry Day today, so if we needed an excuse (which we don’t) to publish a poem, we’d have one.
A butterfly flutters its wings,
and perhaps a week later thousands of miles away
a brewing storm loses confidence. Winds
drop to a gentle breeze, and look:
It is a lovely day! The sun shines, the surf
purrs contentedly, and in the shade of a palm tree
a butterfly flutters its wings.