Jars

We took mason jars
and poked small holes in their lids;
then went out into
those long hot summer nights as
childhood flickered around us.

We couldn’t hold youth
any more than we could keep
caught fireflies alive,
and our once bright lights are now
dimming in the jar of life.

Written 1/17/12

lifetanka

♡Like0

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Andrea Dietrich

July 13, 2026 at 5:15 PM

For anyone seeing this poem, I have no idea how it ever got as many views as it got. But I do appreciate it.

Kash Poet

February 11, 2012 at 7:39 PM

Automatically----has 6 syllables but you have put it in the 5th line.....check your latest etheree---When soup crashed.

Black Eyed Susan

February 9, 2012 at 7:31 AM

Congrats on your win in my contest! this is a FAV!

Robert Johnson

January 31, 2012 at 4:00 PM

They preserve us as long as they CAN.

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl

January 30, 2012 at 3:18 AM

Belated Congratulations Andrea x

Nette Onclaud

January 30, 2012 at 2:21 AM

this glows, andie... cheers to you for a grand award!!.. i wonder if we could still make those jars..:) huggs!

Gwendolen Song

January 29, 2012 at 4:21 PM

I just emailed you, Andrea. I read this one on my lunch break at work but can't respond on my device..this won bc of its strong and clever analogy to life--I am sure of it! This is just another example of why you are such a great poetess..you can bring it all together on just about any topic...A bouquet of roses for this extra special win! Bravo Bravo! Gwendolen

Debbie Guzzi

January 29, 2012 at 3:40 PM

a sad write Andie! Congrad's Light & Love

Carol Sunshine Brown

January 29, 2012 at 10:48 AM

Congratulations on your win in Susan's "JARS" contest Andrea. Love, Carol

Dinda Minardi

January 29, 2012 at 9:27 AM

Wow, this is a very interesting topic on jar, Andrea. Jar of life. Thanx for your sweet comment. Congraaattsss :)

Cecilia Macfarlane

January 29, 2012 at 4:31 AM

Your write invokes such sweet memories....congrats on your win : )

Robert Pettit

January 28, 2012 at 11:59 PM

The march of time is described well in this winning poem. Congratulations.

Joyce Johnson

January 28, 2012 at 11:19 PM

Oh yes. I thought this would be up there in the winer's circle. Congratulations once again Andrea. Love, Joyce

Cyndi Macmillan

January 28, 2012 at 7:43 PM

Congrats on the win, Chum! This one is so sad :-( But then it's all about the range isn't it? Poetry, I mean. The highs, lows, Ups, downs, births, deaths... Just to let you know. Ain't nothin' dim about you! Hugs, Cyndi

Diana-Marie Bombardieri

January 28, 2012 at 7:24 PM

Congrats Andrea on your win!! I used to catch catterpillars in hopes of one turning into a butterfly - I got a lot of moths!

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

January 28, 2012 at 1:39 PM

Congrats!! Great poem! Your light is certainly NOT dimmimg. Blessings, Rhonda

Bob Quigley

January 28, 2012 at 12:35 PM

I used to like to catch grasshoppers myself. Would see who could catch the most with their hands and put them in their jar. Congratulations Andrea. Well done.