fireflies

the conversation:

me: firefly where does all your time go? when you aren't at work?

her: [since] when do you choose to refer to me as firefly?

me: cause it is [in] your IM name and i like it

her: you do?

me: it befits you i think

her: no waaaay!

me: yes, when was the last time you watched fireflies?

her: less than 10 years old

her: :(

her: at dusk

her: smelling of dirt

me: in the south when i was living in georgia, there were lots of them

her: yup - when i was in new orleans

her: that's when i saw them

her: :)

me: they fly around with lots of energy and now and then they glow with a sudden burst like

me: hey i gotta go

her: ok

her: have a lovely cool evening

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the result:

fireflies

they skirt in settling air
of the evening sky
with boundless energy

in sudden twists,
in blazes, in bursts,
invisible paths of
fading luminence

wings soflty humming
rhymes in motion
ghostly melodies

night sky is the stage
the firefly is the player
the plot a challenge
to meet destiny

if one could follow a muse
if one could follow the spirals
an ephemeral trail of lights

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