Mid-sentence they held my attention
eye-catching sparks from an early bright sun
becalmed in a sea of grass
An objet trouvé, one of nature's trinkets
clichéd pendant, charm for bracelets
semblance of wire and Plexiglas
The dragonfly completes its destiny
desiccated old soul of the season
blunt blades a lasting lament
Mid October, and now I remember
those lines of faith drawn in water
such sparks of enlightenment
Sunday sayings: Image from Pexels Free Photos to illustrate one of my poems dedicated to Trevor, my teacher and friend, who died this day, 25 years ago.
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Beautiful, Laura
thank you – he was such a soul
An objet trouvè … and so it is! Well onserved. Beautiful photo Laura, and equally nice poem! I realise how much I love your title too.
thank you John – it is the myth of the dragonfly (and I was in two minds as to whether or not to illustrate the poem with this free Petapixel image)
I’m glad you did. 🙂