blue cape thin as rags –
butterfly on the gold throne
of a dandelion
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem #727 a butterfly flies, another great prompt hosted by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And, to finish, here’s Gene Vincent and the Blue Caps –
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Yay – Gene! Now I’m in the mood for some classic rockabilly! 🙂
Great juxtaposition here, Blake – the beggar / wanderer ascended to the throne – or perhaps even flying in front of the sun — beautiful imagery 🙂
Exactly. I wanted each line to create an image that the following line undermines – another nice effect that the haiku design lends itself to 🙂
Although that opening line strays into simile territory (tut!). But hey, even your own rules have to be broken now and again, right? Thanks, Jen.
Ah well – one of the recent “Daily Issa” haiku had a simile, if I recall correctly. (Rules? What rules?) 😉
Very interesting to reexamine the lines and see the train of thought– the associations. 🙂