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The Human Effect

The last butterfly

flutters its wings,

drives the waves

on the other side

of a distant ocean,

then, deletes itself

from the existence

it fleetingly owns.


We watch until

the sun disappears

over the horizon,

and the butterfly dies.



◄ Dry

Parched ►


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Jon Stainsby

Wed 6th Nov 2019 06:27

Thank you, Po

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Jon Stainsby

Tue 5th Nov 2019 14:17

Thanks, Graham and Keith for the comments.

Thanks, Tom, Binte, Tapashree for the likes.

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keith jeffries

Mon 4th Nov 2019 14:48


I can only echo the words of Graham. Every thought, act, or word has an impact in one way or another. Your poem gives rise to quite some thought.

Thank you for this

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Graham Sherwood

Mon 4th Nov 2019 14:33

Everything has an impact Jon. Has the makings of a Koan

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