the firefly

by John Herzog

I have never seen a firefly
fly in winter
but how I can fly for you
oh, how I can glow
even cast in snow
I shine brighter than Sirius
in his howling light
wings cocooned
in an ice iridescent
but never too heavy
as to keep me
from landing
in your backyard


Posted on 01/12/2017
Copyright © 2021 John Herzog

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Glenn Currier on 12/20/17 at 06:20 PM

The words you chose seem to reflect the light. Thinking of fireflies takes me back to childhood too. I remember when they were in abundance here in the south. Thanks John.

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