Sunday, September 7, 2014

Porch Light

for Magpie Tale 236 and the Honeybee


the first moth spreads wings
under the moon but it sees
only a new sun


they fly too close by
modern light
irresistible


light in dark
led them to dance here
but where next?

light flickers
the porch light burns hot
banning night
   
eastward sun rises
scattering moths with the wind
porch light sleeps till night



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9 comments:

  1. BerowneSeptember 8, 2014 at 4:07 AM

    Good response to the prompt...

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  2. Sumana RoySeptember 8, 2014 at 4:58 AM

    nice take on the prompt :)

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  3. De JacksonSeptember 8, 2014 at 5:37 PM

    I like that last line, especially. :)

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  4. Vandana SharmaSeptember 9, 2014 at 3:58 AM

    The porch light is the centre of attraction , but it doesn' know this

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  5. KaySeptember 9, 2014 at 11:19 PM

    nice take on the picture..x

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  6. Silent Otto September 10, 2014 at 2:45 AM

    And who is it that watches us humans , cleave to the sun ?
    Look what you dragged out of me ! ...thanks

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  7. Tess KincaidSeptember 10, 2014 at 11:49 AM

    There's something so comforting about an all night porch light...

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  8. AnonymousSeptember 10, 2014 at 11:13 PM

    We always think it works, nice write. Love and Light, S

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  9. Susan AndersonSeptember 20, 2014 at 8:45 AM

    Well done, and I especially like the last verse.

    =)

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