Poetry: Monarchs in August and More

Much of my poetry is inspired by nature.

Three Tagged Monarch Butterflies in late August — Early September, 2018. Photo by author.

Ode to an August Monarch

Oh, monarch, my monarch, today you will fly

On wings that will carry you oh, so high.

Through my yard, and around the bend

Sipping on colorful flowers that will send

You on your journey to a land far away,

Keeping you nourished so you can stay

In the oyamel fir trees in the mountains so high,

Of central Mexico, you’ll rest but not die,

Waiting for the winter to quickly pass by.

When Mother Nature signals it’s time to zoom,

Around the month of March, I assume

Some monarchs return

After a long northern ascent

From the warm place that you all went.

A relative of yours will visit my yard,