Memorable Moments

Twm Wade

This following poem was written specifically as a background ‘commentary’ to a slideshow of photographs taken in 2016. The poem has a collage of actual events and, as far as possible, the butterflies being shown matched those identified in the poem. The combined poem and slideshow were to be shown at the branch AGM, following a similar entry, a film, last year.

Memorable Moments

I stood a-while alone under the tree, As leaves give shelter from the storm above; A pause from seeking sulphur’s butterfly.

The sun breaks through the darkened cloud at last, So out I go to seek again the brimstone, But there for all to see the hind and fawn.

I pause in sunlight warm and dry to watch As life and butterflies come forth again. The deer soon leave as I explore the field.

Alone no more as insects rise and then An amber bow-wave moves as skippers take Flight ‘tween the blooms of red, yellow and blue.

I stop and wait, the quiet still air lifts And dries the grasses. Other butterflies are in the air: The blues, the whites, a dark lone Peacock.

The gentle wind across the meadow gusts. I reach the hedge to search the base and bush To find the harbinger of spring as bright As butter for all to see from far and wide.

The cloud draws over the sky and hides the sun. I move along the hedge to spot a fluttering. At last I see the yellow blaze of that Elusive one, the one and only Brimstone.