27 August – Drying out

Wings too wet and heavy to flit away,
a peacock butterfly spends half the day
sunbathing its splendour on the garage wall
until it’s confident it will flutter, not fall.
Then with a flourish it rises high
dry enough to fly enough to reach the sky.
I miss it gently fanning its beautiful wings
but receive a new gift when the song thrush sings.

27 August - Drying out