Magic in the Garden

I haven't got the second stanza anywhere near right yet, but I like the idea in this poem, which would probably have a multitude of colourful butterflies dancing the jig.

Magic in the Garden

Splodges and blodges
a phantasmagoria of hues
decorate the toadstool caps
spider thread strands
hang from the eves
where raindrops dangle
captivated, scared to drop

A gentle breeze teases
tinkles from the bells of flowers
as glamourous butterfly Lady Lucile
demonstrates dancing

The Swallowtail Jig.

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