Wednesday, September 14, 2011


Celebrate scholars
With their augmented, logical left minds
Who categorized, analyze and label

Some catch butterflies and count their
Legs, wings, colors, spots.
Kill them, stretch them and give them names
And numbers.

 Then there are those who scan a poem.
Break it down, investigate it.
Count every foot to its last anapest.
And miss the meaning.

 It is good they can’t catch rainbows
And separate them into sizes and location;
Study how their colors blend and divide,
And put them in zoos.

poetry and photos by Leenie

"A poem should not mean, but be." 
Archibald MacLeish


Debbie said...

awesome post and that rainbow, magical!!

Anonymous said...

Excellent post - and I love the butterflies!

Samantha said...

GREAT post!

Bill Lisleman said...

I don't think Issac Newton ruined rainbows but he did study them. I've found the more science discovers the more mystery there is. It's just a deeper mystery.

Linda Sue said...

What lisleman said, the more you investigate the more there is! Even chocolate has complex flavours. Your photos are A-MAZE-ZING!!!
I wonder if butterflies taste like they should be mashed on toast and do rainbows come untied. I should investigate your poem more deeply...

Buttons Thoughts said...

Oh Leenie you are very wise. B Excellent photos. B

xxx said...


Pearl said...

LOVE the poem quote.


p.s. YOur suggestion that I go along with the cat next she borrows my car? Your idea, my dear, has just been written down into my book. :-) I cannot WAIT to see what happens...

Jeannelle said...

Very good and thought-provoking!

Unknown said...

great the rainbow

susan m hinckley said...

I love your poetry, Leenie! Love, love, love! (so glad you identified yourself as the poet). Your amazingness is....amazing. Seriously.

susan m hinckley said...

Actually I loved this so much, do you mind if I put a link to it in a post?