Thursday, December 1


A cold brisk night with fireflies
attacked and gave me
Bundled tight, I said goodbye
to friends behind headlights.


Anonymous Phil undoubtedly said...

BOOOOO! Horrible! No soup for you!

3:25 PM  
Blogger Casey undoubtedly said...

Thank you for your comment. Good thing I didn't want soup anyway.

4:00 PM  
Blogger Tom undoubtedly said...

does this poem have any deeper meaning or is it really just about fireflys. Sorry mate but its quite hard to tell what you're getting at.

4:11 PM  
Blogger Casey undoubtedly said...

Think about the title and what it's alluding to. What are the questions, what do the fireflies represent, and what am I really saying goodbye to? It has a meaning for me, maybe a different one for you. Think only if you want to; poetry is only for a few people.

4:46 PM  
Blogger neal undoubtedly said...


10:17 PM  

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