Thursday, June 21, 2012

A Thursday Poem

By Julie McElhinney

I sit still in the darkness
Waiting for them to appear,
Appreciating that the cricket chirp
Is the only sound I hear.

All of a sudden I see it
A tiny flickering of light,
That disturbs the unbroken blackness
Surrounding the field of night.

Soon another flash follows
Like a signal from afar,
Awakening a plane
Of tiny flickering stars.

They glide across the field
Like a wave of flashing light,
Quietly they fly around
The silent guardians of the night.

You get lost in the patterns
Of the incandescent glow,
Wondering what kind of secrets
These wandering lights might know.

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