More fireflies

another set of takes on the image from the other night…

along the treeline
thirty-six fireflies blink
lazily lit neon signs
advertisements for their wares


blanketing the lawn
a fist full of fireflies
fallen shooting stars

a july evening

you first kissed me
in front of the porch light
our entwined shadows stretching
far into the gloaming
where the fireflies twinkled


Thanks Bard for the shadows