Gary Baldwin Poet Free verse

Fruit Jar Fireflies

I see words, and they see me 
It’s true they are sentient, quite
But they will never see the light 
of my world through my loins

They keep floating by, ever speaking 
never ceasing like tinnitus in my transcendent sight
Like orphans from somewhere never

Their little fingers grope as they look at me squarely 
Speaking barely, “bring me into your light” 
just before they are gone forever
 
So much needless loss
I kill my darlings before they become darlings
Their lot is to die in the vacuum 
of my fickle muse

If only I could catch them like you do fireflies in a fruit jar

How pretty they would be to see in chaotic containment 
and how witty they could be for those with the sight
But alas, my heart cannot hold all the incandescence ink 
required for such a noble and beautiful task
 
So I shall be satisfied to smile when I catch one or two

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