Flutter

By brian francis

In my dreams, I see butterflies
fluttering across my mind’s eye.
They dance performing flutter byes.
In my dreams, I see butterflies
floating the breezes as they rise,
cast in the winds – my sleeping sigh.
In my dreams, I see butterflies
fluttering across my mind’s eye.

Author’s Note: Form–Triolet

Copyright ©2020 brian francis

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B. F. O'Connor

Born and raised in the idyllic environment of Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. A rural paradise perfect for a roving childhood. Now living in the desert southwest, with a flock of parrots, a pigeon, and Three dogs.

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