summers heat cools
in an evening meadow
lit by a thousand tiny stars
down a dusty road
of tattooed memories
fireflies in a jar
running wild and free
in wilderness dark and still
taking a leap into uncertainty
leaving childhood for the world abstract
with so many jars to fill
blowing the dust off
all those young dreams
fresh cut hay drifts in
on the winds from afar
barefoot , tanned
serenaded by the crickets tune
fireflies fly free of the jar
split rail fences
of summertime dreams
an old outhouse, a shooting star
dogs running free
was it really as simple
as it seemed....
fireflies in a jar
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Author:
WL (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 31st, 2017 23:11
- Comment from author about the poem: Painting and poem about lightning bugs and fond memories
- Category: Reflection
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Comments6
I love your poem. Very descriptive! It does give me memories of the country. Thanks for sharing!
Thanks fun to write a light poem for fun
Real artistry in brush and pen - thanks for posting.
Thanks this is one of my paintings that got a lot of interest ,people still ask if I still have it ( I don't ) it seems to touch on a lot of people's memories
Super write WL, nature always has light within it.
Super painting as well.
I quite agree , thanks much
Beautiful warm poem full of memories kept. Awesome painting. Great job.
Thank you Malu yes warm memories
You paint such a wonderful countryside summer time memories in this poem and wrote a peaceful poem in your paint.
Poetry in paint such a wonderful comment thank you M&M
this made me feel all warm and tingly thinking about summer nights, river walks, camping and climbing trees.
i love being outside in the summer, there is so much beauty and freedom to be found
Sounds like you have a poem in there waiting to come out , thanks for the nice comment Blue
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