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Burying the Dragonfly

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It lie there near our planted flowers,

where it passed. Done with all the insect things

a dragonfly must attend to in the brief time it has.

And those wings! Like stained glass panels

still shimmering in the early Fall light!


Our dogs were curious too, but maybe

more interested in the motionless creature’s value

as a snack, or possibly something to play with – ewww!


Deciding to rescue the fallen being,

we hurried it away from curious wet noses;

intending to give it a more dignified resting place.


We dug a small grave in our yard

and placed the remains there, safe

from inquisitive canine noses (and hopefully their paws).


Our dogs, having long since lost interest

in our strange and wasteful human ritual,

looked at us both with expectant eyes,

letting us know it was well past dinner time.


◄ Family Reunion

Red Leaves ►


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Thu 28th Sep 2023 21:09

Totally cool poem, Mike. Loved it (enriched by Russell's comment as well)

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Russell Jacklin

Thu 28th Sep 2023 07:55

The loss of something so beautiful is a metaphor for the many times we will lose things in life, our youth, our relationships, and our loved ones. This a beautifully crafted poem which opens the mind to other scenarios.

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