[Poem] Glitter

In honor of throwback Thursday here is a poem from 2003.


The ground twinkles

Like in the midst of morning

     In the midst of dawn

          In the twilight of the sunrise

Small fairies

     Tiny pixies

          Little Imps bent on spreading happiness

Came out of the flowers in the failing night

So they could leave sparkling glitter

     Glinting bits of gold

          Shards of broken glass so small they are the air

For those who awake anew

Sad in this world and its apparent lack of beauty

     Lonely in the huge planet

          At home in the mists with the faeries.


March 2003