Not a nice wee girl yet | Britta Benson

She doesn’t use a net. A jam jar does the trick.

She filters, scans and captures summer, beauty,

keeps a tally of her spoils and bottles rainbows,

then watches them bounce off the sides. She smiles

and follows their fight for an afternoon, until one

by one, they end up limp, exhausted on the bottom.

This feels like justice to her, the moment of truth.

Someone’s got to pay the price for this innocence.

Many butterflies will die until she can stand nature

without instantly feeling the need to retaliate.

Britta Benson is a happiness & poetry blogging, circus skills instructing & common butterfly following German, a writer, performer & linguist thriving in Scotland, her chosen habitat since the year 2000.
Britta’s Blog – Letters from Scotland
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