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Meandering

Meandering down the dusky roads
Watching fireflies flicker to and fro:
Miniatures of bonfires glowing across the field,
Where myriads of children, laughing and carefree,
are running  and playing in the golden-orange light.
It’s too early for monsters- they’re under lock and key
Until bedtime when the room is dark - then
For flashlights children reach,
Shining them on closets
Without venturing out of bed,
“Monsters, are you in there?” But...
Right now all is well in the warm firelight
Gazing at the greying sky, waiting,
Hoping to see a shooting star, flitting like a butterfly
On silky wings of evening breeze;
Far away, singing the melody
Of sweet summertime dreams.

Author notes

This is my entry for TheySayShannon's contest "Ispire Me"

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Fireflies, Dirt Roads, Lock and Keys, Shooting/Falling Stars, Bonfires, Butterfly Wings, Monsters, Dreams, Closets, Flashlights.

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  • storiesuntold
    September 29, 2008
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    Very good

    I enjoyed your write very much


  • Yemassee gold member
    September 25, 2008

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    I think it is wonderful. It brings back my youth, those carefree days of playing outside until it got too dark to see. Of hiding under the sheets at bedtime, with that flashlight you mentioned, envisioning all sorts of worlds. This was a nice find this morning, thank you!


  • Harlequin Dance
    September 8, 2008
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    Aww...very sweet and beautiful. I like it. It's full of intense imagery, I feel like I'm standing within the poem itself. Very nice.


  • Karayan
    August 12, 2008

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    On silky wings of evening breeze;
    Far away, singing the melody
    Of sweet summertime dreams.

    a very beautiful ending to this piece, thank you for sharing it.


  • Riamh
    July 21, 2008
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    I loved it

    Very descriptive


  • IrishGypsyRose
    July 11, 2008
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    Loved It

    I enjoyed the metaphor and meter. You were so descriptive in you depiction of the happenings in this piece and to me that is what poetry is all about. It was almost as if I were there watching the children play as the fireflies danced in the sky. Thank you for sharing ~mandie~


  • The Angel in Black
    July 9, 2008
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    Excellent piece, very excellent piece. I was just at the park earlier tonight in a lightning bug fest so I totally know what you're talking about. Very sweet emotion in here, great job.

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