
Fireflies
A Story-Poem
A sip of hot tea, a handful of walnuts — my dinner tonight. I watch the sunlight fade from the sky and applaud the fireflies in their flights of sexual fantasy. She sleeps for now — the pain deaden by the morphine, the screams quiet and hidden, only the restless turning of her body. I mumble a few words in my clumsy attempt at prayer, my reaching for comfort in old rituals that no longer have meaning. I beg for mercy and that her death be quick, without too much discomfort. I catch a firefly with my bare hands.
© 2020 by Harley King
About Harley King
Harley King has been writing and publishing poetry for over 50 years. He spent 7 years writing only haiku. His poems have appeared in over 30 publications including Modern Haiku, Dragonfly and Outch. He has published 12 books of poetry and 2 works of non-fiction. Harley is patiently waiting for the big publisher in the sky to turn his books into best-sellers and his poetry into classical literature.
Harley is a certified Zentangle teacher and creates abstract drawings.
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