Wondering blue fire fly,
Are you struggling to find your worth?
Something so minute , on this giant turning earth.
Wondering blue fire fly,
Why is it you look lost?
All this effort searching, with exhaustion as the cost.
Wondering blue fire fly,
Where is it you belong?
When the flicker of your wings, hum a different song.
blue fire fly,
Why are you kept in jars ?
For your light is dull, in comparison to the stars.
Grey little fly,
Who put your fire out?
Extinguished by floods, of anxiety fear and doubt.
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Thoughts-before-dawn (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I often see people so desperate to find who they are, where it is they belong, what is their value. It destroys them, they become frantic and wear themselves down until they are no longer their usual self. It's hard to see your true colours of worth when you search for it beyond yourself.
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Thought provoking...
Happy to discuss any thoughts regard the poem or self reflection
I wondered about the idea of a fire fly in particular. That it's light makes it more likely to be noticed in the dark.
I wondered if the poem condemned, pitied or felt sadness for the fire fly?
I wondered about the other kinds of flies? The blue bottles most. I wondered whether they were like the people who did not care at all.
I wondered which is worse to care too much or not at all?
I wondered if we demonise flies?
Their sensory systems are very different and perhaps we cannot know what kind of place the world is.
And I got lost wondering so I stopped and wrote 'thought provoking' and went back to some work.
Wow, I love the depth of thought, I wouldn't have predicted such analysis from my work.
I decided to go with Fire Fly because of the phrase 'Fire in your eyes'. The description of passion, strength and power within so I wanted the light to represent some form of power an individual has. I didn't want to label the 'fire/light' so the reader can connect more by relating to what it is they have lost. Whether that's innocents, their self worth, their ability to see the good, the list goes on.
I did not want pity for the fly, I wanted empathy by creating a vagueness that you connect with from personal experiences. Similar to how you asked all these questions, you questioned the individual (firefly), you compared the individual to others. Similar to what people do in our society.
Thanks for sharing your process of thought.
I find it fascinating to hear how ideas emerge in others
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