Glowing Inhibition
The beauty of fireflies
is best appreciated from a distance,
where they remain dancing
orbs of light.
There will always be some
who misread the dance;
Who see a visual call for love and feel
overwhelmed to capture.
Be wary, little fireflies
Of those who worship you.
They make a show
of letting you breathe,
But glass
and lids
always
suffocate.
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Author's Note
I've been offline for weeks, but not much has come of it that couldn't be found in my own backyard.
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Nice, and goes a little dark to end. That, I like.
Welcome back. I love the conciseness of this, reminds me of St Vincent Millay.
*A big *!
"There will always be some
who misread the dance"
Love this sentence and this idea!
I think it could be a refrain here.
*, Emily. Excellent verse.
Thank you, Steven!
SDR - that comparison is flattering. Thank you.
Thank you, Nonnie!
Bill - that is the heart of it! Thanks :)
David - thank you so much!
Merry and sweet, and wise. *
Great closing. *
Thank you, Mathew and Rachna!
Good imagery. Strong closing. I like the poem.
Takes me back to the fireflies of my youth! *
I love this, Emily. Perfect.
Thank you for the encouraging feedback, Sam.
Tim - that's a transportation I'm happy to facilitate!
Darryl, thank you so much. Perfect is a praise I don't take lightly.
I miss the fireflies of my Indiana youth, fields flickering, kids chasing. Those bell jars never worked out.*
Very fine. The "Be wary" theme/subtext of beauty-to-suffocate imagery is both striking & clever in its metaphor/symbol.
Gary, glad you see what I do. Thank you for commenting!
Ed - thank you so much!