Fireflies in the night.

Standing in the pasture.

Lights grown dim.

Alone with your thoughts.

Flashes flutter around you.

Take a moment.

Can't resist.

Reach out.

Feel a burn.

Sometimes while you grasp for lightning bugs,
  you realize you have caught the stars.

Reviews

[Papaya]

That's beautiful Jon. That last line. Wow.

[Jon Roggie]

This felt like one to start out with. Still have a ways to go.

[Papaya]

Let's see what comes of it then.

[Papaya]

Let's see what comes of it then.

[Jon Roggie]

Doubling up your comments? ;)

[Papaya]

I'm in the woods. Bad reception. :)
It lagged then sent twice. Of well.
You get the point at least.

[Jon Roggie]

I couldn't resist. Watch out for the raccoons.

[Papaya]

Cute little pests. Lots of bats out here.

[Jon Roggie]

In Arizona, you just needed to watch for the rabid ones. Otherwise, they would eat the bugs. The raccoons could be a pain, rabid or not.

[Shannon]

Unintended consequences. Either beautiful or tragic.

The poem is beautiful.

[Jon Roggie]

Trying to organize a few. I still like the sound of this one.

[Lyn Anderson]

Simple, beautiful, elegant. I feel like I just discovered new treasures untold.

[Jon Roggie]

I haven't changed much. I just try to watch the apostrophes.

[Lyn Anderson]

Since you met the apostrophe police, that is.:)

[Jon Roggie]

I have not been ticketed very often.