Last Day of Summer

On the last day of summerlet me not forget the cardinal familythat flits through dogwood to the maple orshadow dancing of full-leaved trees in the breeze Let me notice while I can thedinner-plate-sized hibiscus blooms,echinacea of the same magenta hue, andPainted Lady butterflies feasting on Queen Anne’s lace Let me remember bats darting for mosquitoes,fireflies … More Last Day of Summer

Frames

I hung up a poem put in a frameto read again as I pass it each day As a child I caught fireflies in punctured-lid jarsbut at bedtime I’d let them free to go play Frames can highlight beautyjars can capture the fleeting So, I’ll frame my life with intentionslid opened for serendipity

Lightning Luminaires

Tiny fleeting spotlights disappear as they arise not beaming to illuminate stars upon a stage but briefly shining light upon a myriad of ordinary moments lived in untamed fields on summer nights  Day Twenty-three prompt: Write a poem about an animal. I chose to write about fireflies or lightning bugs as we called them when I … More Lightning Luminaires