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butterflies die in chaos

today i've just encountered
the most eloquent bases
for the mathematical world's
theory of utter chaos

whereby the slightest murmur
of butterfly wings yon east
brings stormy gale and thunder
to break and rage in the west.

a theory terse and elegant
has now been proved as immanent.
for me, it’s an applicable
lesson from an ancient fable.

thus: if i want to survive
my precious day after day,
i shan't be a butterfly
who must flutter away.

so much easier to dream
in my damn cozy cocoon,
and wrap myself in darkness
blind to the sun, stars and moon.

but if i really must go,
i should be ready to die,
be torn and ripped into shreds
beneath the dark furious sky
in a blind storm of hail.
welcome fate, here i fly.
let the math of chaos kill
this angst-radiant butterfly.


april 26, 2007



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  • silverwhisper said on Apr 26, 2007....
    damn, moon...that was incredible!

    ed
  • moonriver said on Apr 26, 2007....
    thanks, ed.

  • TinSoldier said on Apr 26, 2007....
    That was a little dark, and yet a spirit of hope and encouragement kind of runs through it. Very nice.
  • urgirl25 said on Apr 26, 2007....
    I love it.
    I write too, in fact I just written a poem on my origional blog,the one my family reads etc...Maybe I will post it here too...Very sweet, I love how you written it.really makes you think
  • Alyss said on Apr 26, 2007....
    Very good. In fact excellent.
  • KayRoseOrchid said on Apr 26, 2007....
    are you feeling like the  butterfly?
  • biglove said on Apr 26, 2007....
    Amazing...It is beautiful and painful...I love it!!
  • mom said on Apr 27, 2007....
    Moon- you never cease to amaze me with you writing ability.  That was so awesome.  I just want to say something, I read your poem about spiders, and butterflies today.  You write about insects a lot and it is beginning to bug me.
  • moonriver said on Apr 27, 2007....
    tins -- just "a little dark"? i wanted to paint a really grim and glum scenario amid the brightness, my friend. rather like icarus reaching for the sun. it reflects a major life decision i'd been mulling for the past year or so. although i didn't intend it this way, it could also apply to u.s. policymakers, whose every wing flutter affects other parts of the globe, say, the war in iraq. would they, too, be ready to die in the resulting storm, like the grunts on the ground?

    urgirl -- thanks, and i'm glad my blog somehow inspires you to exude some of your own poetic juices.

    alyss -- thanks again, i'm glad you enjoy and always give nice comments on the occasional poetry i post here.

    kayrose -- you mean right now? yes. in the first draft, i wrote the cliche-ish "this angst-ridden butterfly" to describe the agonizing hamlet-like vacillations and philosophizing before a deeply personal and moral decision is made. i changed it to "angst-radiant butterfly" for a specific reason that's too complicated to explain here.

    big love -- "beautiful and painful" is part of the feeling i wanted to evoke. i'm glad you felt that.

    mom -- i had wanted to write about worms too, but that would be way beyond my flavor of the week, which is entomology. next week, going into the full moon, i'd like to play with flying rodents -- which should make all of you batty. don't we just love the poetic diversity of the animal kingdom? oh, btw, thanks about that "writing ability" thingie. i see a lot of it in you too.


  • KayRoseOrchid said on Apr 27, 2007....
    moon~ I thought so. I actually read it "angst-ridden butterfly" and had to reread it and realized I read it wrong. I must have been feeling you!
  • mom said on Apr 27, 2007....
    Moon- Worms?  Oh what can you say that is poetic about worms or slugs?  I love bats!  They are so cool,  will be looking to read those.
  • moonriver said on Apr 28, 2007....
    kayrose -- one of the higher functions of poetry is to push the envelope of evocative meaning for certain words, either by using the word in a new and jarring but all the more meaningful context, or by coining new word combinations. "angst-ridden butterfly" is already a unique image by itself, pregnant with meaning that depends on how each reader interprets it. i'm thinking of dropping the "angst-radiant" and reverting to "angst-ridden." i'm having another angst attack right now on this very matter.

    mom -- i just did a google search for "worm poem". guess what? 10 pages of wriggly verses and squirmy stanzas, including edgar allan poe's conqueror worm. i'm in good company. and i haven't gathered slugs yet... :-) oh to be a 10 y-o boy again, playing with frogs, salamanders and their ilk. bats coming soon to your nearest belfry.


  • marysaaka said on May 02, 2007....
    chaos is trouble differences of opinions, a butterfly die accorrding to plight, at least they dont catch diease and die.
  • moonriver said on Jun 07, 2007....
    marysaaka -- sorry i missed this comment earlier. would you be familiar with the mathematical chaos theory? its essential point is that in a complex system of causes and effects, a chain of events tend to lead to non-linear results. the "butterfly's wing flutter causes a storm" is its classic example. thanks for dropping by!

  • brit said on Feb 15, 2008....
    thank you for pointing me to more of your poetry moonriver....this one is great !!
    i dream of that cozy cocoon....
  • kruuyai said on Feb 18, 2008....
    Mmm, lots to think about here.  I used to be terrified of butterflies.  Now I understand why.  They are responsible for so much death and destruction.... lol

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