fireflies picker


trapped in the gorge of darkness
this total darkness is blinding
unaccompanied, forlorn, despondent
my anatomy moved in a lethargic motion

lights of bits on the air
appear unhurriedly
i opened my palm and
spread my fingers

these little fireflies
swarmed around
i caught such numbers
and put them in my jar

blinking radiance at night
they danced at the quiet sight
in this twinkling glee
i squeezed a reverie



About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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9 Responses to fireflies picker

  1. maryamchahine says:

    Great descriptions that created powerful images in my mind.

  2. Nicole Belfon says:

    Love your style!

  3. Vishu Mishra says:

    your poetry is a short form but very pictorial..great goin! πŸ™‚

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