Mayfly (Poetry Monthly)

By Deliberately Evolving

Mon, 16 May 2016
  • 589 reads
3 comments
 
Mayfly 
 
You see my love as a mayfly?
Exquisite winged creature,
dancing the mirrored expanses,
eyes sparkling in the beautiful rays 
of early morning sun
with flawless grace -
a pretty dance.
 
It will not touch it's merry feet
in the pool of the defiled.
Abruptly, quickly turned aside,
water is chosen for its purity,
stagnant inlets shunned
for flashing ponds of crystal clean.
 
But as the day begins to fade,
so does the dance of the mayfly,
who bows its head to silver moon,
offers the gift of its last breath
to be cherished.
as a memory.
 
 
Am I a mayfly? 
You may wonder if that's true, 
but in my mind 
I'm thinking...
that mayfly is really you.
Certificate U
Poem
Surreal
Romance
Philosophy
Love

Comments

Submitted by celticman on

I guess we're all ephemeral creatures. 

 

Submitted by Deliberately Ev... on

This is true. 

Just like love - fleeting, looking for perfection and then dying out as the sun sets.

The beat of your heart is the mellifluent rhythm to my soul.

Submitted by hilary west on

Hi,

This is sweet and well described. I like nature so it is not difficult to appreciate your excellent descriptions.

Best Wishes,  HW  smiley