Hello Everyone!
I'm sure you're probably wondering if I died or fell of the earth, because it's been forever since I updated Secrets of the Moon, The Art of Crashing and Burning, and The Heart Thief. Mind you, I've been fairly busy, so it's hard to get a chance to write. This poem is actually one I had to write for school. We were given the topic and had to write a poem. I won in the school (sophmore beating seniors yay!) and got third place in the state. I really love this poem. I hope you all like it!
A piece of June captured clear
A sight a child does revere
A glowing heart in a shattered world
A piece of sanity to a broken girl
The distant memory of a time
When wishing stars were at their prime
Fingerpainting and mommy's shoes
Playing games you're sure to lose
A sliver of light in the unknown dark
Little angels leaving their mark
Nature's night lights and the moon's flowers
Caught before the brightness sours
The sun in your hands, kept with glass
To illuminate the mind till stars pass
Living in hidden black night
Marring the dark, bringing the light
The epitome of summer trapped in a vase
The heart of a child shown in a gaze
Firefllies bring memories
Put in a jar to keep your dreams
When the sun hides and life dissipates
The light of the creatures intwine our fate
Every summer romance, ever heated scar
Is brought to the forefront by fireflies in a jar
Every rope burn mark and freckled patch
Burns with knowing, lit by a match
The creatures are more than blinking bulbs
They are dream catchers for young and old
Kept at bay by a thin shield
Memory makers with smiles to wield
Reluctantly released by a chubby hand
To spread word across the land
And once freed, to heaven they fly
Thier blinking lights now stars in the sky
More than just bugs, more than just games
They are the guiding light of childhood flames
The spark that lights the knowing eyes
Is a simple jar of fireflies
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A Jar Of Fireflies
PoetryA short poem about how a jar of fireflies reflects our memories.