Folks, I’m going to post the first three verses of this poem. Whoever adds a verse in the comments, will get his or her verse added onto the original. Atyllah, Brian, Marie, Minx, Skint, Susan, and Shamless, I’m awaiting your brilliant responses. 
I
entrapped a butterfly in a Mason jar,
So I could survey its exquisiteness from afar.
Held it up towards the incandescent light,
Late on a muggy September night.
Mimicking its tapping on the limpid glass,
Of embellished fluttering wings inside,
Draped in valleys of beige ,
With ridges of darkish grey hues,
And speckled with a tinge of blues.
Powerlessly
attempting flight,
While trapped inside an invisible gaol.
Hoping that the oxygen doesn’t go stale,
At the mercy of me being polite.
Brian’s Verse
I
admire you but I have ensnared you
Your
slow agony without freedom has
Bringing
forth my true colors over and over and over
I’m
curious of your beauty
Stupid
bug with too many eyes
See?
Susan’s Verse
“But
I would lift its cradled wings into my palm,
A shimmering begging beauty, my nesting balm
Lost in its opalescent limbo from the charm of a garden flight.”
I, its captor had become its heady torrential blight.
Atyllah’s
Verse
Set
me free, let me fly
breathe the morning air and sigh
flex my wings behold the sun
don’t keep me here ’til my life is done
WordNerd’s
Verse
While
tempted to set my victim free,
I hesitated, as I yearned to see,
The days of my youth, so long since past,
Trapped for a moment within this glass.
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I don’t think the meter is right but WTF!
I admire you but I have ensnared you
Your slow agony without freedom has
Bringing forth my true colors over and over and over
I’m curious of your beauty
Stupid bug with too many eyes See?
Tried to post this comment earlier but it was a no-show. Said:
Ha-Ha, Brian’s verse tickles the senses.
ok here’s mine.
“But I would lift its cradled wings into my palm,
A shimmering begging beauty, my nesting balm
Lost in its opalescent limbo from the charm of a garden flight.”
I, its captor had become its heady torrential blight.
Brian and Susan, thank you both for your wonderful additions. I’ll comment more later, but I’ve got to go take a freaking test on DNS!
ooooh, trouble posting, here’s hoping it goes through this time…
Set me free, let me fly
breathe the morning air and sigh
flex my wings behold the sun
don’t keep me here ’til my life is done
TAG!!! You’re it!
Go read my latest post.
Here’s my addition:
While tempted to set my victim free,
I hesitated, as I yearned to see,
The days of my youth, so long since past,
Trapped for a moment within this glass.
Atyllah, thank you very much for the addition! This poem is taking on a life of its own, and I love it!
Brian, I’ll get right to it! I may kick it up a notch, and do it in story form.
WordNerd, thank you for the lovely addition. I’ll be sure to link to you in the sidebar.
I really appreciate all of the responses. Thank you.
Your responses are absolutely brilliant; in fact, they make the original look bad.
I’ll be back later, but I’ve got to go to work for a while! Thanks again, everyone!