A lake softly shimmering, in the evening's sunset glow,
Fireflies are dancing above it, moving swiftly to and fro,
Like a shower of confetti, they gyrate in a swirling mass,
Hovering over the surface, lightly humming as they pass.
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Brilliant descriptions and imagery. Finely written piece. Andrew x
And we are also circled by words that hover and then place themselves beautifully within our hearts where they are home.Lovely words again Ernestine.love Duncan
Your descriptive power is amazing. I could use your own words: magic of the dance, art of prancing, luminosity, and rhythmic trance, to describe the words of your intoxicating poem.
Oh Ernestine! how I would love to see this, you made it seem soooooo magical! Regards, Lucy
Brings me back to my childhood. I really enjoyed the visual it gave me. avr
Lovely imagery Ermestine. I've seen them and it's magical. 10 from me. Remembering with fondness Tai.
A lot of atsmosphere conveyed through this Ernestine - where does this wonder occur - I'd like to go there! Egal...
Its like a painting in word of an evening with fireflies prancing around.