Fatal Error For Friend Thad Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg
Fatal Error For Friend Thad
The suicidal moths attack.
Small kami kazi volunteers,
There is no way to hold them back.
The moment that a light appears.
The lanterns on the Patio
are very soon surrounded by
Frantic moths ready to go
and meet their maker in the sky.
I sit and watch them quietly
and wonder if they know they’ll die
But it remains a mystery
to me I see no reason why.
Perhaps they’re dying by mistake.
The very last that they will make.
4-May-08
Such a small subject. Such a huge implication. Your poem fascinates, as the moths that are so fascinated by the light. Clever penning. The irony becomes you. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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4/23/2024 9:58:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Thank you Ivor! I don't think they know that they will die, as into the burning light they fly An inborn trait they yearn for light, into any flame they'll fly each night, which makes me think moths aren't too bright? Great read! ! *10*! ! Friend Thad