Best Firefly Poems
one fine day they changed places
fireflies lit daytime shadows
while butterflies splashed the night
a shrewd color scheme
bright hues and exotic moon
flittering and fluttering
pure rapture under the stars
midnight was dreaming
the firefly shadows twinkled
above the enraptured blooms
the fervent day seemed to pause
in search of the moon
Christopher Cricket
Lived out in a thicket
With his musical family
They slept by day
Each night they would play
At the Firefly Jamboree
A chorus of frogs
Encamped in the bogs
Would always accompany them
No need for a ticket
just come out and "kick it"
They will happily, welcome you in.
Daniel Turner
2/21/23
I wish to be the gentle breeze
Sweeping tearful eyes
Of the weary midday flower.
Or to be the horrid shadow
Casting fearful darkness
For a passer-by to rest.
A rippling river of white
I wish to be the one
Drenching thirst of arid earth.
Or to be a dancing wave
Of the mighty sea
Playing with a child.
A guild of fleeting clouds
Hiding splendid sun
For a homeless soul,
Or the canopy of green
Thwarting rain for a home,
I wish to be the one.
I wish to be a cresset
Guiding glimpse of hope
In the prosaic paths of pangs
Or to be a firefly
In the dim toilsome journey
Of a soul to his divine home.
Fairy lights of insects
Fascinate the senses
Flaring in the nighttime
Feel the magic moment
Filagree wings in flight
Flitting in a bright dance
Free flow sparks of wonder.
Written on 9/12/2023
Flickering in green gold
Floating little light bulb
Flying with silent wings
Flightless females await
Flashing to find a mate
Fluttering together
Flare of sparks dance composed
Eyes lit bright as a night firefly’s
So beautiful so tenderly you gaze
Up above watching the starry sky
Cranberry lips parted and amazed
The moon is a glowing sole pearl
Dancing in velvety onyx clouds
Hard to imagine anything in this world
As beautiful as it or you right now
There is a ease how you talk to me
We are threads from the same cloth
Your hair blowing in navy blue breeze
Like your words so fresh and soft
Walk with me on the green grassy sea
Merge into a deep appreciation of peace
You flit around the marshes and in places warm and wet.
as a beetle you’re about as bright as any bug can get!
You have a tiny flashlight built into your small tummy,
but for foes, your bio-luminescence is not yummy!
Though when a creature tastes you, they’re sure to spit you out,
There’s something even better that your light is all about!
You’re looking for a sweetie when you flash your little glow,
and when you synchronize in groups, it’s like a disco show!
How I loved to chase you when I was just a kid,
and I’d catch you in a jar with holes poked in its lid.
That wasn’t nice of me. It must have caused you fright.
You were only lending magic to my summer night.
How I miss you, lightning bug, known as firefly.
And how I wish that I could see you in this western sky.
Even in the Midwest state that I left behind
I hear you are becoming more difficult to find.
Too many fields paved over; no places you can hide.
Too many lights from people and too much pesticide.
People use their headlights; this is confusing you.
Your blinking light gets all mixed up. You don’t know what to do.
Fewer are the places where, dear firefly, you can stay.
How sorry we will all be when your magic fades away!
Written July 16, 2016 for the contest of David Lindsay
The moon was peeking through the naked trees
The breeze that blew that day had gone to bed
A lonely nightingale perched overhead
Harassed the silence with his sad reprise
The creaking porch swing's old familiar tune
No fitting lyrics could I ever write
To my sweet love on this warm firefly night
The melancholic song I'd never croon
Ten trillion stars, a shimmering chemise
Which cloaked the sky in sparkles green and red
Connected by the rays of golden thread
How could one tire, admiring nights like these?
Upon magnolia trees, blossoms were strewn
The nightingale heard his call and took flight
I might sit here until the morning light
Like days of old, these nights would make us swoon
Floating aimlessly
Lantern tail kisses dark night
Disappear again
A sky of fireflies
fills with drizzled meek magic
stars sprinkled in jars
sequin flecked lacy twilight
lending midnight their brief light
3/10/22
Lightning in a bottle
That is my little firefly
I gotcha right out of
The summer night sky
Gently captured now
In an old glass canning jar
You twinkle, twinkle, twinkle
Just like a little star
Riled up and startled
With a tap... tap... tap
Awaken and glow again
No more time to nap
Lightning bug keep flashing
Yellow or neon green
Most fascinating thing
My eyes have ever seen
Keep dancing in circles
While I enjoy the show
Don't worry little firefly
... I will let you go
The season of the firefly
Is such an awesome sight
The fields are filled with romance
And a thousand dancing lights
Their mating dance is fervent
And filled with great detail
Their lovers song is silent
Just the beacon in their tail
Their courtship is but a season
It only happens once a year
Their mating ritual, over
They suddenly disappear
But with the return of summer
The fireflies all take flight
The silent sounds of romance
Once again, will fill the night
Specks of fire flies by
Flickering amid shadows,
Glimmering fireflies.
Lone vibrant beacon poises
On steeple leaf in darkness.
3/9/2022
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THE FIREFLY
Dancing in the moonlight,
Twinkling through the trees,
Sparkling in the meadow grass,
Like diamonds on the leaves.
Flitting 'bout the garden,
'Midst the Jasmine and the Rose,
No one knows from whence they come,
But everybody knows,
That Summer brings the fireflies,
With gaily twinkling lights,
To decorate the evening,
Like jewels in the night.
Judy Ball
lilly lit by flight
life of a red firefly
happy to be night light.