“Guardian” by Chie Yoshii, for The Sunday Muse #37 and The Sunday Whirl Wordle 385 prompts:

She perches on your shoulder
This invisible guardian of the night
Her voice a quiet word
Whispered in your ear
Barely heard above the din
The way text, lightly etched
On a slab of stone would look
In the shimmer of dusk.

A dream deferred cannot slip back
Into a sleepless mind.
Once a butterfly’s eyes
Have seen the light of freedom;
Once its kicks have set it free
From the caul of the caterpillar
It cannot become a larva again.

The prophecy is guidance promised;
That when, in the heat of the midday sun,
You beg a drink of clean water
From the store, you will return in peace
Because her word has gone before.


  1. Carrie V. H. · January 8, 2019

    Freedom is a beautiful thing and so is your poetry! Lovely writing here!


  2. wyndolynne · January 8, 2019

    This imagery is marvelous, both concrete and fantastic. Love the second stanza & the image of a dream hatched from sleeplessness.


    • TheRustGeek · January 15, 2019

      Something about the eyes and the butterfly spoke to me about things which have escaped.. Thanks for stopping by 🙂


  3. Vicki · January 8, 2019

    This is really dreamy, I love it.


  4. Edwin Rigg · January 8, 2019

    Lovely poetry and interpretation . . . 🙂


  5. purplepeninportland · January 12, 2019

    Beautiful! I love the idea of a deferred dream.


  6. Regina · January 12, 2019

    Moving forward…a great thing! Beautiful poem. Freedom to move onward and upward.


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