Dance Of The Fire Flies.

by Steven Beesley   May 3, 2006


Dance Of The Fire Flies:

In the pitch black night,
like sparks from a fire
dancing ever so bright.
Flitting so very quietly.

Gleaming and glimmering,
flickering and glowing as
they prance around nightly
full of energy in the dusk sky.

Beauty that cannot be
seen in the light of day,
but come each evening
they will freely illuminate the glen.

Nightly they perform their
spectacular poetry of light.
These little dream nymphs
of the dark mysterious woods.

A magical nocturnal world,
filled with their orange glow.
Cutting through the darkness,
these beautiful fire flies.

Steven Beesley (c)

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  • 17 years ago

    by aDORKable x3

    Wonderful.
    Amazing.
    I loved it!
    They are a sight to sit and watch, aren't they?
    *7/5*
    OxamandaxO

  • 17 years ago

    by Saravana Kumar S

    To pen down such beautiful imaginations,only a man with a deep passionate heart can do it.....beautifully done....take care and keep smiling always...

  • 17 years ago

    by End Of Eternity

    Wow, this one is such a refreshing work, beautifully explained the fire flies. I myself love watching them.

    Great Write
    all the best and take care

  • 17 years ago

    by Cuddles

    Steven, this is wonderful! I'm loving the images in my head. I wanna see fireflies. That would be neat. Excellent write!

  • 17 years ago

    by BlueDreams

    Steve, what a beautiful nature penned, simply but marvellous poem...what else i can say, well done!

    bert.

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