Ali
@alibutterfly.bsky.social
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Mother, sister, daughter, teacher, caregiver, knitter, crafter, fair weather gardener. Seeking some joy after a super difficult year. Thankful for the poetry community on Bluesky and the distraction of the arts challenges 💕. 👩‍🏫 📚 📘 🧶 🧵🪡 🩺 🪴🌼 💔 ✍️
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A beautifully tousled cream and blush pink garden #dahlia for #Stunday today with just a touch of #SundayYellow at its centre. 🌼

Abbey Gardens, Bury St. Edmunds #Suffolk
A large garden dahlia flower with a messy unfolding appearance that make it look like it’s gloriously wild. The cream and blush pink petals are long, twisted, and curling, creating a tousled look. A touch of buttery yellow radiates from the centre.
alibutterfly.bsky.social
She sang of the Devil
“Beware he is there—
Prowling as lion,
Devouring his share,
Resist him you must,
Be strong and have faith”
Then sought from my husband
Approval and praise.
“Listen to my compline
And tell me I’m great!”

An oldie
But had to reuse—
Her confirmation
My renewed blues.
#ash
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#vss365 #poem

Woe, grey-eyed viper,
Hypocrite in sackcloth,
Veiled in piety,
Laden with deceit-
You smile with joy,
#Ash on brow,
Cup of life to lip,
Pure song of sobriety-
Yet the roaring lion prowls,
Devouring you in lust.
And godly men,
Duped by your duplicity,
Find peril, danger,
In the night
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#vss365 #poetry #prompt #clash
#emoetry #zest #yucky #abused #beaming
#wildwalkprompt #bark
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#vss365 #poetry

Caught between a rock and a hard place
Unsure with whom to #associate
The love of my life,
Who cuts like a knife,
Or the silence of uncertain fate.
alibutterfly.bsky.social
#vss365 #poetry

Paper Thin

You fell me easily,
Turn me mushy inside—
Fibres exposed, nerves all a-tingle.
I am yours.

You grind me to a #pulp,
Dilute my worth,
Render me flat
And dry me up.

Though stamped with your name,
Finally, you shred me.
alibutterfly.bsky.social
#vss365 #elastic #poetry
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#emoetry #poetry

I left my home for you.

My friends, my jobs, for you.

I bore a child for you,

And washed and cleaned for you.

I stayed small for you.

And I forgave you—
again, I forgave you.

Yet THIS is what you do!

Why should I forgive you?

#Unappreciative you.
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#emoetry #poetry

I can’t express how hurt I am
I try but don’t succeed
The pain I feel is visceral
I’m #vanquished by their deed.
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#vss365 #poetry

She shapeshifted her way into our life
An acquaintance, a teacher, a friend.
Professional boundaries smudged,
The #blur where propriety ends.
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#vss365 #conundrum #poem
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I think I was one of the squares in school.
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#emoetry #poetry #sane

Shall I run away?
With the curly, curly bubbles,
To a place where squares and geeks
Can’t cause me any troubles,

Where the piss-takers don’t dwell
In their strawberry pits of hell,
And my sanity might swell
With the ones who love me well.
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#vss365 #prompt #sublimate #poetry
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#wildwalkprompts #gull #poem #poetry

How could you not see,
gull to her wit?
Her smooth tongue—the bait,
your lust—the easy hit.

You stood at the pit’s shaft,
blind to her craft.
Sold on her “tea,”
as she fleeced you of me.
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#emoetry #vss365 #rhyme #poetry

What will she make of us
The #radiant little bear
with bubbles in her hair?
Will we pass her #scrutiny,
Will she think we’re fair?
Will we be her family,
#Kindness as free as air,
A ready steady teddy place
Where we find love and care?
alibutterfly.bsky.social
Nasty. I didn’t know that there was a Mediterranean Recluse.
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Gosh, where were you when that happened? 🤕
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#emoetry #obsessive #poetry #OCD

An unhealthy obsession I feed
When I look at the image of greed.
Though I say in my mind
“Leave this hunger behind”,
My compulsion refuses to heed.
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#Vss365 #caprice #writing
#emoetry #malice #poetry

“Why’d he choose her conformity?”
the malicious one said.

“Why’d I choose her fantasy?”
the capricious one said.

“Why’d he choose her duplicity?”
the judicious one said.

WHY?