Jewel bugs
We clash
like colours bursting
outside
their seams, leaking out;
a
disturbance of unruly hue,
staggering
in our audacity to be.
Sparks from
fireflies dig us out
from earth’s
embers, dripping night,
and we are
come to rebuild.
Light hangs
heavy, red lanterns
turn the
green grass bright blue.
Languid are
the skinny trees. They
loiter, waiting
for us to cleanse,
curious how
we roll time backward.
Copyright Vickie
Johnstone, March 6, 2021
Image copyright KitchilPus. From the Project Noah website: https://www.projectnoah.org/spottings/2099706002
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