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Fibonacci Poetry 

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Funeral of Fireflies

I 
corked
the last 
lightning bug
in this Coke bottle,
too precious for any matchbox,
distinguishing it from slugs, snips, spineless annelids;
for no other reason than juvenile sensibilities, vainglorious captures,
nothing for practical science, all to preserve a boyish reputation that made me aleatory, dire, perilous, savage, bland 
but pride, quaintly, comes as I bear its marginal light, dwindling the dutiful darkness of evening, like faint choking hymns of elder choristers; hence I pray it shall be till morning, since fireflies have no engagements with the sun
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September 18, 2026 at 9:53 AM
Oh sweet Trina, this is just beyond evocative and vulnerable, such profound emotions you've poured in this very powerful Fibonacci! Such a profound direction you took with the prompt ... Speaks on a very melancholic level ... "dwindling the dutiful darkness of evening, like faint choking hymns of elder choristers; " Sigh! The fleeting hope that soothe away all the wounds.. but still, there's an ache in your words.. Congratulations on your placement in my contest, sending soothing starsz and fairy sparklesszz 🧚🍂🌙💫
Andresen Avatar
September 13, 2026 at 10:38 AM
- A pleasure to see your poem on the list of winners, Trina ... congratulations :) - hugs
Layne Avatar
September 15, 2026 at 7:17 PM
Appreciated. Thank you, Anne-Lise!
Bayles Avatar
August 18, 2026 at 7:46 PM
Wonderful use of form. I miss seeing fireflies.
Layne Avatar
August 19, 2026 at 9:20 AM
Appreciated Mike. Same here...miss their abundance.
Andresen Avatar
August 13, 2026 at 4:57 PM
- We don't have fireflies in Norway ... would like to see them ... it must be a magical sight .... great written, Trina :) - Best wishes in the contest ;) - hugs
Layne Avatar
August 16, 2026 at 12:00 AM
Thanks, Anne-Lise. There was a time when you could see a whole lot of fireflies on the island. It's a rare sighting nowadays.
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