I Spy …

Eyes in the forest
Looking at me
As still as a stick
Yet disguised by a tree
Before white of your tail bobs
From where you are stood
Into the thicket
Back into the wood

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Winter Sheep (Haiku)

Sheep in frosty field
In camouflage with winter
Season of whiteness

English: Sheep in a Frosty Field Unusually for sheep the three in the foreground stared at me rather than running away. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Butterfly Camouflage

The names of several butterflies are hidden in this poem.  See if you can spot them all.  How many are there?  Can you name them? 🙂

I dream that I’m a butterfly
So free to flit on air
And sway upon the open breeze
With very little care

I preen my feathers; call them wings
Like peacock in display
A purple emperor flying forth
A top the trees in May

In trance I have a fantasy
That I’m invincible
Commander in chief of the wind
Monarch or principal

My quest to rule the nectar dales
Of amazon delight
And hide by camouflage mottled
In browns and yellows bright

Like tortoiseshell to match the earth
Or silver studded blue
To sail on waves across the sea
Red admiral in view

English: Photograph of a Monarch Butterfly. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)