unfolds on my face
every night
zig zagging
through
dusky skies
a summer's bounty of fireflies
flight pattern
known only to you
my camera cannot catch
your electric dance
turning that copse
between the yards
by chance
from the neighbors
****** decor
into rustic country charm
all along
their laundry lines
drying pants
Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 12:47 PM UTC
unfolds on my face
every night
zig zagging
through
dusky skies
a summer's bounty of fireflies
flight pattern
known only to you
my camera cannot catch
your electric dance
turning that copse
between the yards
by chance
from the neighbors
****** decor
into rustic country charm
all along
their laundry lines
drying pants
Today's poem took on a rhyme scheme somehow !
