POETRY
Green Goes Towards the Best Odd Way
A sonnet
Published in
Aug 30, 2022
Who do I root for on this August day?
While green and yellow caterpillars eat
my cherished plants down to the ground. I say,
“Let live and eat in this oppressive heat.”
Green grows and goes in this endless pursuit.
Bold camouflage protects from eyes above
as floral blessings come up from the root.
One crawls before the butterfly we love.
So this odd balance will continue here
until a new and better way is found
or last we fail to learn then disappear
and all that’s left is dust upon the ground.
Yet soon these strange and future butterflies
transform again and fill these summer skies.
William J Spirdione
