Eveningshade Poem by John Myshkoff
Eveningshade
Just a hint,
Of orange tendrils
Tint the darkening sky.
It wasn't July,
Yet the first
Of countless fireflies appeared.
Puzzling that,
Only a handful,
Perhaps not enough to be noticed,
Were about.
How could they know
Signaling...blinking...searching
For prospective mates
Would not end well.
-
Saturday, July 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: observation
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