When night falls All colors fade Like old flags Worn still wave Some lightning bugs Lift off the ground Little lights arrayed Flicker and lags Courtship's dance Zigs and zags Made and made
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Posted: Jun 2012
About this poem:
Fourth abstract in my summer poetic series...with different themes of things seen and unseen..... :))
Yankee - this is just my favourite of your Summer series, I so adore the lightning bugs and their up and down dance searching for their mates in the dark. Robert drove me to a field and turned off the lights so that I could get the full experience, I was never so delighted by a 'fly' Your poem brought back the image of their movements straight away and put a smile on my face. Thanks for sharing this lovely poem.
Thanks LadyB....one of my favorite things to do is catch about a dozen fireflies in an old blue or green or red canning jars and then watch them light up inside....amazing little creatures...
haven't seen a glow bug in 25 years,remember riding my bike at night in Michigan, they would go by like shooting stars. thanks 4 the memory,love those little guys...elo..
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Your poem brought back the image of their movements straight away and put a smile on my face. Thanks for sharing this lovely poem.