The Moth's Silence Becomes
Poetry on Speaking Up
This is for Vocal's I Didn't Say That Out Loud Challenge
One doesn't always need to be a butterfly with loud wings...the quiet moth carries the flame.
༺🦋༻ ༺🌙༻ ༺🦋༻ ༺✨༻ ༺🦋༻༺🦋༻ ༺🌙༻ ༺🦋༻
I chase the bright light, but not to burn
I go after glimmer to be
Ash-dusted wings that whisper
Hidden, darkened, still.
But the flame still calls
Always brushes
Draws me near
Warm light
Brief.
༺🦋༻ ༺🌙༻ ༺🦋༻ ༺✨༻ ༺🦋༻༺🦋༻ ༺🌙༻ ༺🦋༻
But
Enough
That I shine
Dull wings brightened
Their limp sides unfurl
Spreading slowly across
From one end to another
Encasing all who embrace them
With a love that nurtures and abounds.
༺🦋༻ ༺🌙༻ ༺🦋༻ ༺✨༻ ༺🦋༻༺🦋༻ ༺🌙༻ ༺🦋༻
Original poem by Michelle Liew. AI tags are coincidental.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (8)
Quiet, meekness, and trust are powerful and will always be in power one day over the king
Love this! It’s like a gentle reminder that quiet doesn’t mean powerless. 💖
Bravo for the moth. My son loves them, and his love has inspired me. I feel they are underrated, perhaps too often compared to the butterfly, but they are not a butterfly. Different and a beauty unique unto its own.
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Well-wrought! I caught sight of a Luna moth not long ago, rare around here. I considered it a blessing.
I always felt like being attracted to the bright light a bit too much. I even got a moth tattooed on my knee. I love the metaphor.
My daughter loves butterflies but hates moths. I tell her they are just Goth Butterflies. Great to use that for your analogy in the challenge
This felt so reassuring. Loved it so much!