They have surrounded me,
And lifted me to the wind:
These fireflies
They are tiny dreams,
Swarming in on the innocent sleep
Catching me in a moment's lucidity
They are shaking the leaves
That have caked in around
My cold and squirming brain
These fireflies have shown me a hill
And thrust me beneath it:
And its cliffs are madness
I run from the swarming light
I am hugged by the darkness
And, from the heights, a voice laughs my retreat.
Author notes
Not inspired by the pic :-)
A contest entry
- Fireflies or Lightning Bugs by RedAquarius.
525 points, ended August 4, 2007, 9 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think, honest though::
Comments
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Excellent
Ah, my friend, once more, your ever flowing pen, provides a picturesque scene. Obviously, we share a love of storms. Again, well done. -
Very well done on winning the gold. So many lovely images here..
They are tiny dreams,
Swarming in on the innocent sleep AND -
I run from the swarming light
I am hugged by the darkness
But I am still consoled by the poem’s assurance (in my mind) that our lights are not merely fireflies, fleeting victims flickering quickly out of existence, but will go on - that though lives end, life goes on. There are moments at which truisms are nothing less than true.
best wishes
♦ ~ crisstiena
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I like that this was not necessarily a 'happy' poem inspired by fireflies. I get a bit of madness, more like will'o'wisps leading/sending someone into darkness (as you said - hugged by it - love that). One eensy thing, you might want to add "at" in the final line between 'laughs' and 'my'. Otherwise, I enjoyed this - the at-odds imagery really worked. Good luck in the contest.
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I don't want to add an 'at' because that would change the fell of the sentence too much. Making it seem too much like direct mocking, this is supposed to be a kind of mocking/celebrating/just-plain-laughing. I can't think of the proper analogy.
I think I'm going to change 'passage' though, just because my mind is biological today and I can't help but take it in a gory sense.
Thanks so much for the gold!
K. F.
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