Flight of the Firefly
evening sky blushes pink
and orange bonfire flames
send sparks dancing
through air, glowing
against the fading light
like a firefly against
pale skin. I lift
my cupped palms, spread my fingers
and the small bug
takes flight
drifting into the distance
blinking on and off
like a lighthouse
a beacon, a shining
sign of summer in
the darkening night
and orange bonfire flames
send sparks dancing
through air, glowing
against the fading light
like a firefly against
pale skin. I lift
my cupped palms, spread my fingers
and the small bug
takes flight
drifting into the distance
blinking on and off
like a lighthouse
a beacon, a shining
sign of summer in
the darkening night
This poem is copyright (©) Claire Taylor 2024
About the Writer
Claire Taylor
Claire writes for both adult and youth audiences. Her debut picture book, Benjamin's Sad Day, is forthcoming from Golden Fleece Press. Claire is the founding editor of Little Thoughts Press, a quarterly print magazine for and by kids. She lives in Baltimore, Maryland, and can be found online at clairemtaylor.com.
