Traffic Jam, Butterfly

by Joy Beshears Hagy

 

You flutter past my passenger-side window,
bouncing through turbulence,
wings luminous: a velvet Elvis

under black light, collar glowing, satin
lamb chops rising and falling on hinges.

I hold you sacred as The King, high
in the ranks of poetic muse,
worthy of praise, tears, and standing ovations.

Such silk quavers, rendering my thoughts
into dangerous swiveling hips.

 

© 2006 Joy Beshears Hagy

Joy Beshears Hagy graduated from Salem College in Winston-Salem, NC, where she serves as Director of Student Support Services, and will complete her MFA in Creative Writing at Queens University of Charlotte in May of 2006. Her poetry has appeared in various journals including Poet’s Canvas, THRIFT and Main Street Rag. Currently, she is trying to tame the prose poem as well as her new yard. Joy lives on High Rock Lake in Lexington, NC with her husband, two dogs and a cat.